When the weather turned warm a couple of weeks ago, I took a walk in the park with my son. He swung on a swing set for the first time. The same swing set that I played on when I was young. It hit me as I left the park that long ago, as a child, I would have never imagined that I would be here in the same place playing with my own son.
It was such a beautiful day to wax sentimental. It took us a long time to get this sweet baby boy and it has been nice, for a time, to forget how much pain I went through while I waited for my prayers to be answered. For now though, I'm going to try and remember enough to love him enough.
Buddy was in heaven swinging on that swing. I'm attaching a short video of the experience. Please try and ignore my voice on the video. And if you must know, I did indeed, "get his feet."