Your mother and I have wanted you for so long that I often worry that we’ll put too much pressure on you to be something or someone you’re not. I can assume and predict how you’ll be for the rest of your life, but honestly, all I know is what I want for you. I want you to be happy. I want you to find happiness and beauty in life. I want great opportunities to come your way, and I want to see how you’ll move through them. I predict that you’ll make mistakes. You’ll make of a lot of these because that’s the nature of experience. I want you to see yourself through mistakes in ways where you grow more every time you stumble. I want you to know love. Love others. Don’t forget to love yourself. Know yourself so you never have to rely on the validation of others. I want you to be kind in moments where it’s easy to be cruel. I want you to be thoughtful in moments where it’s easy to be selfish. Whether you’re a plumber or a president, I want you to be the kind of man that makes the world better around you. Most of all, I want you to be yourself. You’ll change every day, but change for yourself instead of others. Be you, and experience every moment.
With love and anticipation,