Special Post No. 002

This is a love letter to my son, Kaesen Summerlin.

I wrote the following post, verbatim, while aboard a Boeing Triple 7 enroute to Dubai from Washington DC. It was 11:00 p.m. (2300) Pacific Time on Friday night, May 13, 2011:

"You, my dearest son, are fast asleep in your mother's arms as Daddy writes this letter of love to you that Momma is reading to you now.

I have begun an adventure that promises to produce great resolve within me, within Momma, and for the benefit of others who desperately need Daddy's help. Someday you'll understand why we must challenge ourselves to rise above great and often unbearable odds so that others and ourselves may strive for and achieve something greater than ourselves. For me, that now becomes the act and follow through of helping others who are less fortunate than I and who, while some may believe is not worth the risk, will receive benefit from the work I and many others greater than I have fought so dearly to provide - an opportunity to live better lives.

From your moment of inception, from the very first breath your ever took over three years ago, you, my beautiful son, forever changed me, completely challenged me, and permanently caused me to fall in love with you. I am your Daddy and I love you, son.

Be a good boy for your mother. Be strong for your mother. Take care of your mother. Know always that your father is proud of you, needs you, wants you, and looks forward to sharing life with you as long as he lives his life. I am your Daddy and I love you, son.

Know now, as your sweet breath slowly inhales and exhales from the very life your mother and I created not long ago, that I am forever your Daddy and I love you, son.

Sweet dreams, you prince of my passion and son of my dreams.

Daddy"