A Daddy and His Boy

My oldest child, Jamie, and his wife, Emily, had come over to dinner last week armed with an ipod chock full of pictures and videos of Brayden as a baby…and his Daddy, Michael. Most that read this know that Mike died about a year and a 1/2 ago now and although I have quite a few pictures, I didn’t possess a video. Jamie’s plan was to send me the videos, so I knew this video was being sent to me (the 1st of many, I hope!). Because of this I had a blog ready to write. However, no matter how many times I watch this video…I can’t do anything but stare in amazement that I finally have a moment captured that Bray will be able to cherish forever…and nothing else I can or will write matters (while Mom is wiping a tear or two away). The obvious love this Daddy had for this happy little baby, just as the love this baby had for his Daddy, is now captured concretely. It won’t replace being there for birthdays, being there on sidelines for sports, or whatever monumental milestones that may come along…but Bray will now SEE that when Daddy was on this earth with him…his Daddy ADORED him! That’s all I got for now.