At about this time 9 years ago, we were preparing for the arrival of the person who would change my life forever. I can still remember all the commotion, excitement and absolute CHAOS in the maternity ward. Kristal L Luttrell was brave, and full of grace. She gave it her best shot, but the boy just would not come out the right way. By the afternoon, they cut my wife open and handed me my son. My firstborn child. While they put his mama back together, I held this tiny person in my arms and began to sing softly. I felt it only fitting that the first sounds he should hear on the outside were the unmuffled notes that hed been hearing in the womb. He stared attentively at me. He knew his fathers voice and was calm. Serene. I rarely ask God for anything, but when I knew it was time to have children, I asked him for a son. He gave me Gavin. At times he has been the most thoughtful, unselfish, loving child I have ever known. He makes me laugh everyday. He makes me proud everyday. Through his eyes I get to see the world unfold like new again. Through his eyes I get to appreciate life and love as he sees it. I get to improve myself. I am a better man by being his father. I am a blessed man. I love you, my son. I thank God for you every single day. I hope I never disappoint you because you deserve the best from me.
Posted on: Sat, 09 Aug 2014 08:14:09 +0000
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