One who loves you more than the moon and stars.” His breaths came slower and slower, each one a Herculean effort, but he still managed a smile. “You’re my dad.” “I’m your dad.” “So this is what it feels like.” He reached over, his hand cold as he laid it against my cheek. “I love having a dad.” “I love being your dad, Colt. You are the best little boy I could have ever been given. I’m so proud of you.”
