I await the call, when Mama A says "sweetie" signaling me to go upstairs to welcome her and our little Beatrice into the day. It should come any moment now. Then we'll sing the morning song Mama wrote for Bea, as we do every morning:
Good morning, good morning, it's time to wake up
The birds are all singing, the sun's coming up
It's a beautiful day for my baby and me
We'll laugh and we'll dance and we'll sing by the sea
Good morning, good morning, a new day is here
Full of bright, sunny smiles and good morning cheer
It's a day full of wonder and lots of good fun
So, let's get up, get going, the day has begun
When I hold my daughter in my arms and she smiles at me, her tiny hand fumbling along my nose and mouth, color and light flood my heart and I want to be a better man and father, to be present and accountable in her life, in Mama's and in mine and in the world beyond us. We've only just begun that journey and family adventure is our middle name.
I am blessed, take nothing for granted and accept the nod from God.
Happy Father's Day Gentlemen. There is hope through fatherhood.
P.S. - I'll miss you today, Dad. So glad your on the mend again! Thank God for angel battery packs.
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