13 March 2022, as written in my diary.
Dear Mia,
It's been almost a year since your birth, and I haven't written about you yet.
I've never known a love like this.
I adore you. It may sound biased, but you are by far the cutest baby I've ever laid eyes on.
I'll work as hard as I can to give you the best possible life, and protect you at all costs.
Your mother is so much stronger than me. She is far more generous than I am, too. Cherish her, she's raising you while I work to earn us a decent living, and the synergy between the two of you is like a poem personified. I'm grateful every day for having found love in her.
I'm immeasurably excited to be a part of your growth, and I'll always be available to guide you, teach you right from wrong, and help realise your dreams.
I've found a great purpose in knowing that the remainder of my life centres around you. My story has been written, and in spite of all of my many mistakes, I've been blessed with you. Together, we write your story now.
Love always,
Papa.
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