Special Moments

Being a father has brought with it numerous special moments.

I started a list to keep track of them before my son was even born. Not that I need a list, but rather I want one, so at some point later I can be reminded of all these special times that meant to much to me as a man and as a father. 

One in particular happened a few weeks ago.

I realized that he now understood bedtime. 

When we mention it his demeanor instantly changes. He becomes quiet and calm, and just knows. 
One night he and I were in his room and I asked him which book he wanted to read. After looking around the room for a few seconds he pointed to his '100 Words' book on the dresser.  I handed it to him and he took it with his left hand. Then, with his right hand, he reached out and made a grabby gesture to me. I gave him my hand and he took it, and walked me to the rocking chair, directing me where to sit.  I sat down, he gave me the book and then climbed up onto my lap, as if saying, "I love you, Daddy, and this is our routine."

In The Blink Of An Eye

One year ago today, love and life as I knew it was totally redefined for me.
One year that was as much a blur as it was full of vivid and joyous memories.
A year of much sacrifice and sleepless nights that made me feel older but wiser.
A year that allowed me to see my future grow right before my eyes and give me a deeper understanding of life.

On that day one year ago, in the blink of an eye, the vast world as I knew it became even more expansive.  And now, after the course of twelve months of forsaking a social life and missing friends, I look back and see none of the stress and sacrifice but only joy and love.

Happy birthday to my favorite little man and the best gift I've ever received.