Every day, I wake up to the most beautiful experience in the world. I get to look at my precious son’s face while he sleeps peacefully. He looks like a quiet little angel without a care in the world. He is just so innocent and loving.
What an amazing gift from God.
And when I look at his face, I feel at peace. That is my seed lying there, and that alone brings instant joy into my heart.
Sometimes, while I’m laying there I wonder to myself “how could any man turn their back on something like this?”
I just don’t understand.
I’m not trying to be judgmental. I understand that everyone has different circumstances. But, I can’t imagine anything that would allow me not to be a part of my little one’s life – regardless if something ever happens between his mother and me.
I just cannot fathom the pain I would feel if I didn’t see my little man’s face anymore. Not to mention the pain he would feel if his Daddy was to up and disappear.
As my son continues to grow, I understand more and more the tremendous responsibility I have to him as his father.
Who else is going to teach him how to be a man? Who else is going to talk to him about those things that only a father can talk about with his son? Who else is going to be his protector and teach him discipline?
I don’t want to leave society in charge of raising my boy to a man. Or, for that matter, the TV and its warped depictions of what a man is and isn’t.
That is a father’s duty.
And it is one that I welcome and enjoy immensely.
The Wizard has spoken.
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