Dear potential future child: despite the fact that there are 7 billion some people that exist in this world, you are relevant and always will be. You are your best possible self every minute of every day because you are human, and I love you for it.
Okay. Breathe. This is it. Today is HUGE. It is monumental. It is something you've been waiting for ever since you spent time with that pretty brunette at the Patriots game. Today is the first day of the rest of your life.
There are many questions these so-called hopefuls can be asked, but one can start with this: How can you be president if you applaud an unprecedented act interfering with the conduct of U.S. foreign policy?
Perhaps lack of love is why law school or being a lawyer is not for everyone (which is okay, because the world needs love in other areas too). However, suffice it to say that I have found something worth living for.
For you, my Jelly Bean, are made of the finest sugar. You show up in all kinds of colors and flavors that warm my heart and soul. One smile and I'm taken in -- taken in like only a grandpa can experience. And so there are six things I hope for my dear Jelly Bean...
Questions aside, I also have a few wishes for you. I know you'll probably go through heartbreak with college decision letters (who doesn't?), but I sincerely wish your ultimate path will be one that you love and one that will never make you feel like you're settling for less.