Octavio, watching you grow and play everyday and get hurt has been so nice. The fact you get so excited to just be able to walk around a store, up and down the aisles, and touch everything you want makes me realize how wonderful life is and how innocent you are. Leaving to work every day is getting harder and harder. I think of you a lot while I'm at work -- what you're doing, whether you're being difficult for your mother, whether you're sleeping well, eating well and thinking of me.
-Pa
