I saw on Youtube John Cena talk about the birth of his babies. He said when his son was born, he just knew he had to protect this boy. That he would give his life for this baby boy. Then he goes on to talk about the birth of his daughter. He said that when the nurse put the baby girl in his hands, he felt that he would kill for his daughter. These are the types of feelings one has in the moment. Luckily as the baby grows so does our sense of responsibilities.

There are many memories. Such as taking my daughter to day care. I would look at her and see such a beautiful little girl. This was when she was too young for preschool and too old to stay at home and be watch. We sat at the steps of where she would spend the next few hours. She supposedly would have fun playing with other kids and watching TV. But, we sat there and she told me that she does not like that place. She wished to stay home with me. And it hurt me to think I could not do anything to help her. I remember what it was like. And I had to go to work. My wife also worked. NYC is expensive. Soon, she got old enough to go to pre-K. She wasn’t thrilled with the change. But, she soon found it better with a teacher instead of a baby sitter. Soon, we learned she had a learning disability. I knew there was nothing I could do to change this. Spent the entire night awake with this. Going over it in my head and wishing so much it wasn’t true. In the morning, finally accepting it. My wife never did. She kept looking for blame. So, we saved up enough to move to up state NY, out of the city (too expensive). Bought a house in a good neighborhood. Better schools to give her a chance. Schools in the city were over crowded. She just wasn’t getting the services she needed. But, here she got better in school. I do not think of her as disabled. Just different. This year she graduated high school. We came back today from an interview with a college counselor about her courses and any help she can get in school. Really proud of her.

So, some bad memories and some good ones. Hopefully I get to keep them for a little bit longer. Time flies.