Dylan, Ciara, Nolan:
Your mother and myself is hear, here or hair.
It lead from my hair, to what we are now here, which the world will hear.
Love Dad XOXO
If I had to write a letter to all three of you, those letters will only be found through whoever you meet in life in which who you choose to marry, as you will find that no choice will rest within the person who you see within. These letters I wrote where for you to read to know how much your mother and I believe and will live within your lifetimes. Your mother can hear me through you. For Ciara eyes lead me here. For Nolan’s eyes, she hears, and for Dylan it is the hair she holds. God can seek who hears, but it is one who visualizes our own reality within the world.