TM #292: Show and Tell

[hero_farmboy]

The Show



The Tell
This is my family. Thankfully, they're not the only people who fit in that category, but they kind of get their own little section inside of that. Why? Well, you see that beautiful woman? She chose to be with me. She decided she loved me enough to marry me and then to have my baby. And that adorable little girl? She would be that baby. Mine. Ours.

Their names are Eirene and Zoe Mara. Eirene and I met about a year and a half ago. It might not sound like a long time, but we went through a lot together. And I mean a lot. More than enough that by the time the dust had sort of settled around us, I knew there wasn't anyone else I wanted to spend the rest of my life with.

Funny thing is, I didn't actually propose right away. Sure we talked about it, but during one of those talks, which involved a heck of a lot of joking and teasing around, it sort of slipped out. She asked me if I was serious and we were both surprised to find out that I actually was. She said yes. I made it completely official a few weeks later with a proper proposal with a ring and everything. She said yes then, too. Might not be the circumstances dreams are made of, but it worked for us and hey, we've got a cute story to tell our kids and grandkids down the road.

Along with an unexpected proposal, a baby happened a little earlier than we were planning, too. I think I handled it pretty well, considering. Eirene, not so much, but I manged to convince her it was okay. Really, it only put us maybe six months ahead of schedule and I didn't mind a bit.

When Zoe arrived, I don't think I've ever been happier in my life. They're amazing things, babies. So small and tiny, yet resilient and, let's face it, loud. But she's a part of me and that's something I have to sit down sometimes and seriously marvel over. She's part of me. I can't explain how much that means to me. There are a few people out there who can guess – and fewer still who might actually understand – but there's no way I can put it into words. It's something I'll have to work on so I can tell her how special she is when she can understand me.

So, that's my family, or a certain small (for now, anyway) part of it. I'll never understand how I got so lucky, but I'll take it. And I'll never, ever let it go.