In 2013, my daughter Emily, died. It hurt like something I cannot describe, and, for a time, I wondered if I was destined to be childless. I'd always been complimented on being great with kids and, I began wondering if the reason my daughter was taken from me was because I had more to give to the world than a single lifetime of lessons. That's when I started this book. In 2014, my wife Renee was pregnant again, and an 800 pound pipe fell on the space a few centimeters from where I was standing, and miraculously bounced away from me. That's when I decided to finish this book. I realized that regardless of whether I was destined to be a Dad or not, that I may, or may not, have the time to say all the things I'd like to say to my son. This is everything I know.