My baby's growing up

Five years ago today, I became a dad.

I thought I knew what love was when I saw the beautiful Barbara P across the classroom in grade one.

I thought I knew what love was when I first picked up a trombone and blasted away.

I thought I knew what love was when the bishop placed a stole around my neck and introduced me to my first parish.

I thought I knew what love was when I placed the ring on my wife’s finger and promised to be faithful to her until I die.

Then I held my first child, a minute old, and true learning began. The learning hasn’t stopped. It grows. Eternally.