I'm the Daddy

(This one is personal so if you don't know me that well you might want to move on.)

Yesterday, I worked from 8-5. Came home, mowed the yard, ate dinner, and at 9:30 pm I found myself outside wrenching on my car in a white tee shirt by the light of the porch lamp. By “found myself”, I mean that I stepped outside the moment, looked down, and realized I am the Dad.
It’s the moment where all my perceptions about myself melt away, and I do what I have to do. I love it. From the time I peek through the bedroom door to see my wife and baby lying in bed asleep before I leave in the morning, to the time that we are rolling around in the floor before he goes to bed. Words cannot describe.

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