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Ryan and I just watched Finding Neverland for the first time. I don't think I stopped crying through the whole movie. It makes me wish I could freeze this moment in time when my son lives in nothing but a world of innocence and wonder. When everything around him means nothing. It makes wonder at what exact second did I grow up. Did it all happen in 30 seconds? So much about me is different from when I was a child. Even my laugh is different. I think thats my favorite sound. My son's laughter. It has no hesitation in it. He doesn't look around to see if anyone's laughing with him. If its time, then he laughs. He laughs when he's happy and no one can stifle that. His intentions are the purest and his heart is probably the biggest it will ever be. I don't want him to get a day older. Maybe that's sad that my life now hinges on his happiness but I wouldn't have it any other way.