oh, finn.

finn, do you know how my love looks?
i love every inch of you, and more, and less. i love you now, and when you're bigger, and when you were a tiny football-baby. i love you as a gummy-bear on an ultrasound photo.  i love you when you're taller than me. i love you in greens and blues and grays and whites and strawberry-blond. i love you in another time, another place.

do you know you are good? that you are valued? that you have a worth above any earthly treasure?

do you know that you are a prince in real-life, not just pretend? that you have been noble and great from the beginning of forever?

when you bite those little nails, worried, worried, i wonder how you see yourself. i wonder are you anxious, do you feel small?

are you just the sum of your glorious freckles, baby teeth, bright eyes, now-decisions, now-weaknesses, now-struggles? no, my son. you are much, much more.

you are eternal.