The Family of Our Choice
Sometimes we complain about our families.
Family is not necessarily the one we were born to or had to grow up with,
they are the ones we choose to be happy with.
The best words you could ever hear are,
"I Love You Mommy or Daddy".
Many have never had children,
Many never wanted children.
Many children were never wanted,
Many children never had a family.
We could have chosen to let those go,
We could have chosen to never Love,
Never Care,
Never feel Wanted,
Desired,
LOVED.
I was one of those,
The forgotten,
The UN-Loved,
The UN-Wanted.
The hidden person,
The powerless person,
The denied person.
I made a decision one day,
THE DECISION....
The decision to never be a parent,
The decision to never feel,
The decision to never let a child touch my heart.
I went through life,
NEVER KNOWING,
what I was missing
what was making me feel...
incomplete...
I went though most of this life incomplete,
feeling something missing,
lost,
wanted,
needed.
Then it became to late,
no time,
no place,
no room.
I have had many friends that had children,
they loved me,
called me,
Uncle,
Grandpa,
Mommy's brother.
Because,
THEY Loved ME.
Not because I was their family,
but, because of their innocence.
To those that had me on their life for that short time,
I wish to say,
THANK YOU.
I never knew what I was missing,
then.
I never could feel your admiration,
then.
I could never understand your innocence,
then.
I could never feel like you could feel,
then.
I could never understand,
then.
NOW, I feel sorry for me,
THEN.
THEN.
Then.
then.
Then, one day...
Then, one moment...
Then, one second..
IT
happens.
WE Feel..
WE Smile..
WE Realize..
Realize,
Realize, the simple realization of the truth,
WE ARE NOT THE PEOPLE WE GREW UP WITH.
NOW, that door,
the hidden,
shut,
locked,
barred,
unopenable,
door.
Cracked..
The bars rusted off,
The locks unlocked,
The hidden now lit.
You find that one person,
That one child,
The Son..
The Daughter..
The Baby..
The Teenager..
The Adult..
You feel that little Twinge,
You feel that little Light,
That Feeling..
That indescribable..
That Feeling..
Of Being Needed..
That Feeling..
Of
BEING..
You then hear those..
Four..
Magic..
Magical..
Little..
Words..
"I Love You Daddy"
And then you know..
All you have missed..
You cry those tears..
The one you never knew you had..
Could have..
All from those,
Four little words,
They mean very little,
Separate,
Without context.
BUT,
Place those four little words together,
In a very..
Simple..
Childish..
Phrase..
And, they will move,
Mountains..
Melt Steel..
Crack Ice..
Make the hardest of Men,
Melt..
Breakdown..
And....
Cry.
Those Four Little Words.
I
LOVE
YOU
DADDY
I now know.
I Thank You My Little Girl.
For opening that Door.
For those Four..
Magical..
Little Words..
I LOVE YOU DADDY..
For my Little Girl.
Copyright 2011RWFryer
