It's funny; Ihave always thought of myself as being a generally happy person. I have great friends; work is good; and (barring the odd slob out in front of the telly on a Saturday night) I lead a full and interesting life. But, the thing is, I couldn't have imagined how much happier having a kid can make you.
All that stuff about it changing you is wrong I think. I'm not changed. I'm the same as I was, with all the same hopes and dreams and faults and tendancies. But it's like someone bolted on this whole new part to me.
Or a door opened into the secret garden or something. It opened slowly, and I looked into a place greener and brighter than I've ever seen. And there's all this new stuff. Oh my word, there's all this new stuff, I never knew was there. And there was all these feelings and all this love and all this wonder, just on the other side of the door.
And sometimes my heart could burst with it all.
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Nightcap
15 years ago
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