Sitting at the dock where he had grown up; he sat thinking and marveling at the beauty of life. His wife had just given birth to a precious baby boy; so now he is a father. They were no longer a couple, but a family, and he had a wife and a “Son”. It came natural to say, but sounded odd to his, own ears.

As the years went by when he use to come to the dock to fish, or take a swim on the hot summer days; he always wondered what it would be like to have a child? Would he be a good dad? After helping his wife, as she gave birth, he realized just how lucky he was, and yes at that point he knew that he would do his very best; and that would make him a good dad!

When he held his son, he felt a bond; something he had never felt before. He new for sure that it was love, but this most certainly was a different type of love. As a creation of him and his wife, this little baby was part of him and her; this is truly the miracle of life.

Closing his eyes, as he laid back, and thought about the years to come, him and his son, fishing and swimming her on the very same dock he had grown up on.