Dear Spotty Chop you were 43 months old yesterday,

I found out yesterday that my girlfriend has only weeks to live.

Her babies will not remember her and it is killing me to think about it.

I love you so much and every second I spend with you means so much to me. It is a feeling that can not be expressed in words. You have brought such joy into my life that I can’t remember what life was like without you. You will know what I am talking about when you have your own child (or not, who knows what choices you will make, but please believe me when I say that having you has been the best thing that EVER happened to your father and I and we wouldn’t trade it for anything).

You have done fun, funny and frustrating things this month, but to be honest with you I can’t remember a thing. All I want to do is hold you tight and never let you go.