Has anyone ever had one person effect them so much that they would be willing to drop everything for that person… Do anything for that person… Be anything for that person… Even die for that person?
Hehe, I know it is beginning to sound a bit maudlin with the way that this post is starting, but I wanted to give thanks to someone that really brings out the best in me and is fundamentally the reason for me to continue with my struggles and want to be the best person I can for the other.
Before I begin, I would ask that you think about the above comments and if you have some one that is incredibly important to you, take the time to post about that person here.
I am thinking of my son. My little Bitty Boy, His Bittiness, the Bitty Dictator, My little Buckaroo. While he is only 2 years and 3 months old he is my rock. Not in the way you would expect. I want the world for him and because of that I will stretch and strain to become a better father, husband, and worker to give him everything I can.
I still remember the first day… He was huge and Mom is a little gal so they had to do a C-Section. I got to hold him first and I instantly had a bond with my son. From that day forward I never had troubles or balked when it came to him. I changed diapers like a pro (I personally think I do a much better job at it than anyone else) and my world began to take shape more for his needs than mine.
Watching him grow has been one of the only joys I feel I have in my life. He is so clever and quick. He has a little devilish side in him that I am greatly amused by but the wife doesn’t appreciate as she is usually the one he pulls it on.
I feel uncommonly blessed because he is a very healthy, incredibly strong, very smart little boy. BTW it isn’t just a proud Dad saying that but he gets that from the day care ladies and really from anyone who knows him. What scares me is that he has such a flirtatious way about him and he looks loads better than Dad so he is going to be one for the ladies… And he knows it already. You should see how he flirts (no kidding) with ANY pretty lady he sees.
I look at past pictures of him and I see how much I love him and the joy he brings me. I love to take him to the park and play and let him get dirty and have fun (Mom isn’t so happy about that, she is like a mother hen). I like to play with him everyday as his giggle/laugh is so infectious. The highlight of my day is when I walk through the front door and he yells, “Dada!”, and then runs over for a big hug.
That’s my positive post for the day. I would love to hear others tell us about someone special to you.
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