Sorting through some old stuff and found this. Somebody should revive this series.
Brady Dennis: He missed Cheyenne's first steps.
Missed her first Thanksgiving. First Christmas. First tooth.
Just the other day, he missed her learning how to slurp spaghetti.
He hasn't held her in six months, hasn't watched her play with her favorite toy shopping cart. He hasn't heard her cry in the middle of the night or giggle in her crib beside the bed he shared with his wife, Cheyenne's mother.
"I've missed everything," he says.
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