Do you know what today is?
Six months ago, it went down like this ...
... I was blessed beyond compare, I was delighted, and most importantly, I was changed.
I can't remember what poet said, "if it didn't change you, it wasn't love." Well, as has so often been noted by my best man Denzil and in so many others, I'm a changed man. "Car seat in the back, snacks and extra clothes in the trunk" different. "The voice of reason and the less crass one" changes. "Planning to be alive to see 41 years old" sort of things, which weren't necessarily the case previously. Even "living north of the 10, driving north of the 101 every day for an office job with cubicles and everything" kind of alterations. It's a change you can believe in.
"You went soft," some would say. "You sold out!" I was told I couldn't be rowdy and hold a baby or someone's hand at the same time. Anybody who's ever known the aforementioned Denzil knows that's just plain not true. I'm considerably more dangerous now because I have something to lose. I'm more committed to a better future, a finer world, because I have little treasures anxious to inherit it. I'm better prepared for almost everything.
I have one woman to thank for all this, my blushing bride, the first woman to make me seem conservative and normal by comparison ...
... and -- for reasons I can't begin to fathom -- she's head over heels in love with me, leaving me alternatively stricken with awe and eternally grateful.
FTW, indeed. Thank you for our life, honey. Let's keep making it awesome!
Playing (Music): "Would You Go With Me?" by Josh Turner
... I was blessed beyond compare, I was delighted, and most importantly, I was changed.
I can't remember what poet said, "if it didn't change you, it wasn't love." Well, as has so often been noted by my best man Denzil and in so many others, I'm a changed man. "Car seat in the back, snacks and extra clothes in the trunk" different. "The voice of reason and the less crass one" changes. "Planning to be alive to see 41 years old" sort of things, which weren't necessarily the case previously. Even "living north of the 10, driving north of the 101 every day for an office job with cubicles and everything" kind of alterations. It's a change you can believe in.
"You went soft," some would say. "You sold out!" I was told I couldn't be rowdy and hold a baby or someone's hand at the same time. Anybody who's ever known the aforementioned Denzil knows that's just plain not true. I'm considerably more dangerous now because I have something to lose. I'm more committed to a better future, a finer world, because I have little treasures anxious to inherit it. I'm better prepared for almost everything.
I have one woman to thank for all this, my blushing bride, the first woman to make me seem conservative and normal by comparison ...
... and -- for reasons I can't begin to fathom -- she's head over heels in love with me, leaving me alternatively stricken with awe and eternally grateful.
FTW, indeed. Thank you for our life, honey. Let's keep making it awesome!
Playing (Music): "Would You Go With Me?" by Josh Turner
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