Oliver…a new man in my life
He is walking now, staggering around the kitchen just out of reach as I chase him down so that he doesn’t bump into something and injure himself so badly that he needs the first stiches of his life while under my care.
JoAnn gets to see him every week while she helps Kayla and George navigate the busy lives of a young family. I get my fix every couple of weeks when he visits for a weekend sleepover.
Its hard to put into words what he means in my life. I have worn many hats in my life…a husband, dad, boss, brother, friend, business owner..etc ,but being a Grandad is different. I get to see the innocence and joy of life at the beginning before we have the ups and downs that we all go thru as we journey thru this world. Not since our daughter was born have I felt this way about another human being.
A Grandad is different from being a dad. I have the fun part of his life without the reponsibilies and worry that comes with parenthood. I am a lucky man!
Gotta go …he is on the run again!