
by Eric Payne
Something as simple as sitting in the park with my daughter one sunny afternoon left me paralyzed with fear. She sat beside me on a bench eating a Dora the Explorer-sicle with her left hand while patting my leg with her right. I looked at her little hand and it looked just like mine so many years ago. “God, what have I done?” I asked myself. I’ve created another human being who looks and acts like me, but with her own style and flavor. She’s got her own thoughts and dreams that have nothing to do with me. Out of the corner of my eye I see my thirteen year old boy holding his own as he plays ball with kids from the neighborhood. Although we share no biological traits he’s come to emulate me in so many ways I feel like I’ve been there with him since he was born. What in the world am I supposed to do with these two people who call me, “Dad”?
The weight of it all suddenly had me panicked on that bench. But then I began to think about the little things:
· My daughter telling me, “I love you,” without any prompting.
· My son hugging everyone in the house before going to bed each night.
· My daughter asking me if I’m okay when she knows things are not okay.
· Both of my children blessing their food when a plate is set in front of them.
· My daughter practicing the names of all her family members and proudly announcing that they belong to her.
· My son reading to my daughter before she goes to bed, taking her to brush her teeth and wash her hands, with no concern for losing cool points.
· Watching them both act as polite and respectful children in public, to their elders and even their peers.
This list could probably go on forever if I took the time to think of everything. And all of it is a blessing. It’s the little things that overshadow the enormous challenge of raising children in this day and age, making it a joy rather than a burden. If you are a parent reading this, I hope you feel the same way.
BMWK, what are some of the little things you count your blessings for when it comes to your children?
Check Eric out at MakesMeWannaHoller.com where he discusses family, fatherhood and everything in between. He is also the author of I See Through Eyes, a book of poetry and short stories.