As many of you know, I love our son completely. Having the ability to ‘will things’ into place, or happenings into reality, exists.
It’s real. Faith, is real.
Thank you, Terveen Gill (Editor of Masticadores India and wonderfully talented author). I consider you a friend. I’m thankful to have you in my life.
A Trick on Life
I played a trick on life and trusted it. Along with what my mind delivered; the opening of a door, the murmur of a child, the running feet from a few rooms away until finally they were no longer away, but here. As if when having thought about life with him, long before conception,
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I love Gavin. I’m blessed to be his father. I don’t understand how a parent could have the capacity to not love their child. And yet, so many don’t. And so many do. I’m in the ‘do’ category. I always knew I wanted to be a father. And bam! Here I am! And there he is. Looking rather serious and daring me to sink his battleship.
The doctor told my wife to call her when she starts to bleed. We had already lost one. I held on to Faith- Tell life it can’t. Gavin wasn’t supposed to be born. So we were told. Somehow Megan and I suffered a bit more though. Megan nearly died during an ectopic rupture when Gavin was nearly two years old.
Megan lived. Gavin lived. I’m trying my best to live.
“In my last future I’m alive forever.” -Gavin Taggart. 6/21/21. Age 5.
I was sitting on the deck with Megan when Gavin landed this line on us. And who am I to tell him anything different. Gavin is five. Sometimes he says things and I look at him with curiosity and wait for more to be spoken. Maybe he’ll dive deeper into his thought process, or, he’ll switch topics and talk about a toy.
This line though….this line though…
Gavin was awarded ‘Critical Thinker Award.’ He’s in kindergarten. Gavin was awarded the same award in his pre-K class last year. Gavin was also awarded ‘Most Creative Egg Drop’ by his peers. He selected to have an egg placed in the middle of a watermelon which was dropped from the roof of his school by their Principal. Gavin was the only child to select a food item that would literally explode at impact. It certainly did explode and the kids erupted with joy. The egg didn’t break. Gavin is five and is the youngest child in his class.
During his last week of school, the weather became very hot and humid. He was sent to the principal’s office just after recess ended. From what I understand, he was rather sweaty and walked back into the classroom with the rest of the students. It was at this time when Gavin apparently announced, “This is Fing Awesome!” Yesterday, I asked Gavin why he said that. Gavin told me that it was because he was able to run so very fast in the hot weather and that the weather didn’t affect him. The joy of a child is a beautiful and remarkable thing. Even when they choose inappropriate words to express their happiness.
I think I’ll print this out for Gavin. Maybe he can read it in a few years. Or in his last future. Love you, Gavin. I’m blessed and thankful to be your father.
Cheers everyone, I hope you don’t mind me sharing a little bit of ‘life’ with you.
Yesterday I picked Gavin up from school and told him I was going to drive him to a surprise. Gavin loves surprises! I drove him to a toy store and told him I was going to buy him a toy for absolutely no reason other than that I loved him. I gave him a budget and in we went. He picked out Tyro, a blue and stretchy Dino figure.
Just as I was paying for his new toy he decided he had something to say to the friendly cashier.
“Excuse me. Do you see that human right there? That’s my Dad.”
Well, there we have it. My son acknowledged my existence as a human and also as his father. I can rest easy.
P.S.,- As some of you know, I’m a very proud father and husband 🙂
Have a great day and buy someone a toy! lol they may just have something to say.