A person’s life can change in an instant. One minute you are living your life, and the next, you’re not.
I remember you taking your first breath. I remember the doctor handing you to your mother and both of us crying. I remember my hands shaking when they asked me to cut the cord, and I remember how beautiful you were. I remember counting down every second, every minute, every hour, of every day, of every month until you were born. I also remember all of my fears about life as a father went away the instant you were brought into the world. I loved you from the second you were born, and I have loved you every second since.
My firstborn son will turn 17 years old at the end of the month. I remember everyone telling me that these years would fly by as quickly as snapping your fingers. But, they told me to make lots of memories and cherish the time I had with him when he was small because I’ll blink and he will be gone, out living his life.
It is incredible to me to think about how all too true those words of advice were and how now I am looking at this amazing young adult that my baby boy has become and wondering where did the time go?
I also remember thinking I would have all the time in the world to talk to my grandma again. I remember feeling like she would be around forever. She always seemed to make it through everything.
My grandma Glady’s birthday was earlier this month. She literally and figuratively was the definition of a good person.
My grandma was the type of grandma people write about when they discuss their idea of a perfect grandma. She was strong, wise, and down to earth. She loved her family and cared about all of us so much. She was the best cook and funny; I miss her every day. I wish I could go back and talk to her one more time and tell her how much she meant to me.
That’s life. Sometimes you get second chances, and sometimes you don’t. Sometimes you win, and sometimes you don’t. It all comes down to the decisions you make in a microsecond, and then you have to live with those decisions for a lifetime.
I am thankful for all the moments I have had with my son and grandma. I am grateful that I will still have time to make more memories with my son. I am thankful for my family, job, and ability to touch people with my words. I am thankful for all of my friends, both old and new. I am grateful for having gone through pain and suffering in my life because it taught me how to be humble. I am thankful for my faith in God and for the gift from Him to understand the difference between blind faith and faith born of knowledge.
I am thankful for my second son, who teaches me every day to look at the world through someone else’s eyes and to know that it’s ok that it is different from my view of the world. I am thankful for my wife, who has stuck by me, supported me, and loved me for all these years.
Lastly, I am thankful for all of you. Those that subscribe to our newspaper pick it up at the newsstands or read it secondhand. Thank you for supporting our work, sending us your news tips, sending in your letters to the editor, and being the fantastic communities we get to cover every week.
I hope you and your family had a happy, healthy, and blessed Thanksgiving holiday.