The man in this picture is my mama’s daddy. The boy beside him called him Pappaw.

The boy grew up to be me.

The man didn’t have much longer to live, which brings me to my wish. 

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Mason,

When you were born Feb. 20, I was elated. A lot of things ran through my mind at once when I thought about you, mostly pride and a plan to travel the length of the country twice in a weekend to see you.

My pride has only deepened in the six days you’ve been here, especially since I heard you’ve already peed on your mama.

My plan didn’t happen, but there’s another one in the works and we’ve been officially introduced on FaceTime.

Since I wrote to your sisters shortly after they were born, I thought I’d try to write down some things you might need to know about life.

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Hey, God.

I’m just sitting here looking up.

I guess You already know.

I know usually ask a lot of questions at times like these, and I know I hardly ever listen for the answers.

It seems like it’d be a shame to waste this cool breeze and these cricket songs on questions, though.

I just came out here to sit in this chair on the back porch and say thanks.

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