He claims our first-born entered the world
and looked straight into his soul.
That instant on, his life transformed;
our two-thirds became a whole.
He was a natural from the start,
with an infant, small and frail.
Not many men possess such ease
and cower at first wail.
The infant grew and soon was joined
by one and then another.
Our wholeness grew and filled with love.
A parent’s love is like no other.
Midnight feeding, diaper changing,
homework helping sympathizer.
Football watching, soccer coaching,
young adult finance adviser.
This father’s love remained steadfast
throughout the many years.
He was the rock, the reference point
through times of joy and tears.
He was a natural from the start.
He is a natural still.
Three children, now adults, are blessed.
They love him...always will.
I was pretty sure my husband was going to be a good father. I could tell by the way he treated his dog in college. That was one lucky dog! But I could never have predicted that he would be the greatest father.
We celebrated my Dad's 95th birthday last week. Would you believe he was the youngest honoree at the "95 and Over Oldest Jewish Americans" event in the Detroit area? The oldest honoree in attendance was an 105 year-old man! One of my Dad's many funny lines these days (who knew he would become a comedian in his old age?) is: "I am outliving my body parts."
Things creak in the morning.
They collapse late at night.
And all day in between
they just don't work right.
Certain parts ache
(A sore muscle here).
Others parts hurt
(A nerve pinching there).
Eyes that don’t see well
while driving at night.
Oh how we long for
our once-perfect sight!
Ears that don't hear well,
what is all that static?
It's the damned hearing aid…
I've really just had it!
But then there's that sunrise,
my sweet sister's smile,
the kiss of my sweetheart,
the laugh of a child.
All body-part failings
(which is how I see ‘em),
just fade to the background
as I carpe diem.
Have you outlived any of your body parts yet? Any good 'body parts' stories to share?