Mark Twain famously said long ago…words that, today, still apply…
He said, ‘The two most important days in your life
are the day you’re born
and the day you find out why.’
I’ve been told it was a cold day in December…sometime in the early morn…
but I have no personal recollection…of the day when I was born….
But I do remember the town where I grew up…because it’s influence never ends…
and many of the people I grew up with…I still proudly call my friends.
And I remember the day I became a teacher…
Standing in my first classroom filled with apprehension…filled with fears…
and I remember many of the students…I taught in those 39 years…
And I remember the day I became a father…how proud I was…how glad…
And I remember the day Bryan first smiled at me…
and I transformed from a father into a Dad.
And I remember the daughter who followed…I remember life beginning to swirl…
for I was just getting used to raising a son…and now I’d be raising a girl…
And I remember the day I married Deborah…and how when that day was done..
what started out as two separate families…we found a way to blend into one.
And I remember the birth of my grandchildren…
1 amazing girl and 3 wonderful boys….
And how, when I hear them call me PopPop,
my heart still fills with joy….
It’s true I can’t remember that cold day in December…
when I arrived sometime in the early morn…
but how blessed am I to have discovered
so many reasons why I was born.
Pop Pop
That's so cute. -allets-