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Dearest Mila,

I write this as I’m supposed to be productive at the job that takes me away from you for 9 -10 hours at a time. I haven’t been as “on point” as I usually am as I take time to day dream about your arrival. At this point you are roughly 3 weeks and some change before you make your estimated arrival. Mama and I are working diligently to get your nursery ready. Which knowing our luck it will be the place where you spend the least amount of time. What you will find out soon is that we’ve been waiting for you for over 10 years. We have dreamt of you for seemingly a lifetime and you have been named many times over. But you’re here, Mila Brooklyn Lula Moore in all of your glory. You have hit the cultural lottery: you’re bi-racial, adopted, and your parents are interracial. But more important than any of that, you are a part of a family that loves you more than anything in the world. Helping you develop into an amazing person is our primary goal.

Let’s talk about your second middle name “Lula”. You were named after the legendary Cousin Lula. She was my neighbor growing up and she was the person who took care of me or “raised me” as she would tell anyone who would listen. Think of it like if I was to have Aunt Marty babysit you – even though she’s your aunt but she’s old enough to be your grandmother. She’s my cousin like Scarlett and Trinity are to you but in name only. You get the gist. As the story goes Grandma goes over to her because my grandmother wasn’t able to babysit me. The reason you may ask is because she was already babysitting Uncle/Cousin Shaytee. There’s a longer story to this but we’ll get into that when you get older. My mother had to go back to work when I was 4 months old. She went across the street and asked her with to babysit. (I wish you could have heard cousin Lula tell this story…maybe when you’re old enough we’ll have Cousin Althea imitate her, because her voice would go up and down as she told the story…it never got old) Now only they know if this was supposed to be a one time or a permanent arrangement from the start – but it ended up being one of the best decisions Grandma and Granddaddy made. She helped make me into a better man; she kept me out of trouble even though I somehow still found it. There were many misadventures of her babysitting me that would be frowned upon now. Like she told me a story of when she went to get her mail and she left me in my play pen only to come back to see me at the door waiting for her. But she was more than a caregiver, she was wise. She was loving, caring and everything you would want from a family member. You are named after a great and strong woman. This is a woman who had seen a lot in her lifetime before I was even a twinkle in my mother’s eye. We named you after her because like you – I can’t imagine my life without her.

I try not to plan out your life – but it’s hard not to. It would be really awesome if you could be a swimmer or a great basketball player. I just want you to win an Olympic medal, do your undergrad at Florida State or UNC Chapel Hill and Graduate School at an Ivy League or UCLA. I mean really…that’s it. But I do want to promise you a few things: I will love you until my last my breath. Because of that love I may do things to embarrass you – so in advance, I’m sorry. You can always talk to me, even with the most uncomfortable topic, (read: boys or your menstrual cycle) I may roll my eyes, gag, or make funny faces but I’m still listening, I promise. I will never stop you from being the person you want to be (unless the person you want to be is doing something illegal). I want you to dream big and know the world is not enough. But the world does not owe you anything. If anything you are always in debt to the world so have a big heart, help out your fellow human, be creative, and care about something. Ambivalence is not an option. Understand that you will live a charmed life and you need to, have to give back. Once you become of age we will have a Thanksgiving tradition of going to the shelters and helping out. Your Grandma never let me forget how blessed I was and I will do the same for you.

Last but certainly not least, I can’t wait to meet you. I love you already.

Love,

The Luckiest Father In The World

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