Halfway to 18 when he may pack his bags and head out to find his fortune.
To My Eldest:
I love the way you look at the world.
I love your humor.
I love your curiosity.
I love your poetic nature.
I love your stick fort.
I love your collections.
I love your creations.
I love how you love Tiger.
I love your heart.
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