As any loving parent will attest, nothing really comes close to the birth of a child. More memorable than that first date, the engagement, the wedding or the honeymoon. To create a new life from a partnership born in love, is perhaps the greatest achievement one can experience.
Writers, artists, entrepreneurs and inventors alike, will often fall to their knees at the sight of a new son or daughter. It is perhaps the one thing that will drag the busy business man or women home, and restore some perspective and purpose as to why we endure. Nothing shakes a couple to the core like holding that helpless little human so completely dependent, and needing to be adored.
I’ve created a few things in my life, from business ideas to books, but not a one would be more important than if I had a child I could call my son. A daughter to love and cherish, to care for and even embarrass. No parent is perfect, and they don’t teach how to be one in school. My late Mother had her odd ways, and eventually I just up and ran away, but would give anything to have her here today.
My Father, left before I was even old enough to understand. Yet if its true that a picture speaks a thousand words, I have to believe that he cared about me before I even had a clue.
When I began to write and do what I love, I was “Discovered” by relatives that found me from a column about my Mother. They gave me the old picture of my Father and new born me, and I can tell that at that moment, he cared. I was his, and he must have sensed the joy of creation. For aren’t we all creations of someone and ultimately something, intended to create and care in return?
I wish it was possible to look into My Fathers eye’s, but I think the picture doesn’t lie…
Sailin’ down behind the sun
Waitin’ for the Prince to come
Praying for the healing rain
To restore my soul again
Just a toe rag on the run
How did I get here?
What have I done?
When will all my hopes arise?
How will I know him
When I look in my father’s eyes?
My father’s eyes
When I looked in my father’s eyes
(Look into my father’s eyes)
My father’s eyes – Eric Clapton