I got the coolest thing ever in the mail today, a Valentine's Day card from my sister with a "Valentine" in it from my nephew. He just turned 5 and it's the first time I've ever seen him write my name. It's an "Incredibles" one (He looks just like "Dash" from the movie) to boot, and it's now proudly displayed on my fridge.
I love my sister's kids so much. I'm horribly aware that I dote on and spoil them so much because my own child died before he/she could be born... 3 years ago now. My ex-wife miscarried after 5 months. It still hits me sometimes like a blow to the chest. I sometimes hug them so hard because I feel like crying. Even though I knew that marriage was doomed, I really wanted to be a Dad, even if it meant being a single one. So... Uncle Sean is still a great thing to be, especially when I get little treats like the one I did today.
I love my sister's kids so much. I'm horribly aware that I dote on and spoil them so much because my own child died before he/she could be born... 3 years ago now. My ex-wife miscarried after 5 months. It still hits me sometimes like a blow to the chest. I sometimes hug them so hard because I feel like crying. Even though I knew that marriage was doomed, I really wanted to be a Dad, even if it meant being a single one. So... Uncle Sean is still a great thing to be, especially when I get little treats like the one I did today.
uncaringmachine:
Damn. After reading that entry, I need a drink. Seems like I'm not the only dude out there with pain to bear. I feel ya. And how many people DO you know who cracked teeth on stupid tongue rings? I thought I was alone on that one....so I'm not the goober I thought I was!