I can't believe Francesca is gonna be sixteen tomorrow. Old enough to drive, old enough to work. It don't seem like it's been sixteen years. I remember panic drivin' the whole way to that dinky little hospital scared to death I wouldn't even get to meet her. Gracie only asked me to be her godfather maybe a week before, and then went into preterm labor at 30 weeks. Francesca started terrifyin' me the day she was born and she ain't stopped since.
I will never stop <3














