Five years ago today, our lives changed dramatically for the better. Your mother and I were suddenly thrown into the crazy, wonderful world of parenthood, and for a while we forgot what a good night's sleep was like. A few days later, you were recovering from surgery in the newborn intensive care unit, and we were reminded about how fragile, precious life is. But you were so strong, and you teach me what real strength means everyday. You were brave, braver than I've ever been. Before your first birthday, you were recovering from your third surgery, and you held my finger as you lay in a pillow-lined plastic radio flyer, and you didn't complain once, and I learned what patience and being present meant. Most days I feel utterly humbled to be your dad. Your smile makes my heart smile, and your laugh makes the sun rise everyday. Your heart will move mountains, son, because, you see, it already has. Happy birthday, Justin. I love, I love, I love you.