I can remember

Now I’m sitting here with my son after he’s caught his first one.

And I couldn’t be more proud.

I can see the same joy in his eyes as I could remember feeling.

I can see the smile reaching from ear to ear, and I remember how that didn’t go away for hours.

I remember all these things, and I see my son with the fish in his hands, and the only thing I can think about is that his mother couldn’t be here to see it.

Like mine was.

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