This weekend I got to watch as my daughter discovered the joy of jumping in puddles. It was heart warming to see her eyes light up over something so simple and innocent.
It got me thinking about my responsibility as a father. To protect, teach, and provide for Mackenzie. To keep her safe, while allowing her to learn. These things can be at odds at times. How do you keep your child safe from heart break while teaching her about love? It’s going to be tough. Harder still is the realisation that one day, without meaning to, with all the best intentions possible, I will let her down. It could be that she wants me there for a school play, but I have to be else where for work. While I will do my level best to avoid this, to delay it as long as possible, there will come a day when I have to say “Sorry Mack, I won’t be able to make it.” I dread the look on her face when that day comes.
In the meantime, I will enjoy the simple things, the running hug I get from her when I get home from work. The wet, sloppy kiss I get while I am catching up on news articles on the couch. The cheeky smile I get when she catches me watching her run around the living room.