Note -- This is the first in a four part series, revised and re-posted November 2012.
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Dear Valued Readers,
Most posts here are professional and educational in nature. This time, please enjoy a more personal topic.
On November 4th, 1980, at roughly 5 am, my life -- our life -- forever changed. That was the day our son was born.
I have never forgotten that moment when I became a father and held him for the first time him in my hands. It was truly The Gift of Life.
From the time he was a kid, I knew he would be involved with techie stuff for a career. That's what he is naturally good at. He obviously did not come from my side of the gene pool!
Over time, Daddy morphed into Dad and today, I am Daddio. Over time, the bond of two-way love and respect and friendship has grown and strengthened.
On both sides, mistakes fade. Good memories remain.
Our son is a father now. In fact, as he became a first-time father, I was grateful to be there, dad to the new dad as together we shared The Gift of Life.
What a thrill it was to hold for the first time his first child. All I can say of that moment right now is . . . wow. He now has two children, with another on the way, and we really look forward to his sister giving birth to her first child (the revised Part Two will come next month).
It has been rewarding to watch him learn to parent. We often experiment on our first child. I've often said both our kids survived despite Dad! :)
Each day, I continue to marvel at and value The Gift of Life and to stand in awe of the Life Giver of us all. That is one of the joys of being a parent.
Friends, I urge you to make the most of whatever time you have been given. All of us have physical family to some degree or another, and all of us belong to the human family. And as one of our presidents said,
"We are all God's children."
So going forward, please respect The Gift of Life.
Happy birthday, Son.
We love you,
Daddio and Mom