I Was a Father and Young

I can still remember the anticipation and excitement I felt on the eve of the biggest event of my life. I was only 19, a child myself at the time. It felt like Christmas Eve, and I could hardly sleep. The night passed slowly, but the morning came quickly. Off to the hospital we went, two scared but excited children.

Family came to share in the anticipation and expected celebration. The waiting room, filled with conversation, smelled of coffee and cigarette smoke.

Jessica’s safe arrival was a blessing. She is the first of four children and the first grandchild born to our families. She is special!

I  was but a child, and I didn’t really comprehend the fullness of the moment. As I look back, I realize how overwhelmed I was by Jessica’s arrival. Her birth was like the sun on a cool and cloudy autumn morning pushing away the clouds and brightening my world forever. She warmed the day and my heart with her smile. She brought meaning and purpose to the life of a boy who suddenly became a father.
I have enjoyed watching her grow into a strong, confident, and beautiful young woman and mother. I am proud of Jessica; she leaves a drop of grace with every step she takes.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!HAPPY BIRTHDAY!