My son...
Logan woke up crying in the middle of last night. I went in to quiet him and ended up rocking him back to sleep, and as he lay there, gently stroking my beard, I realized that this little guy is my reason for being. He is what I live for. I looked down and him and began to weep for this beautiful creature that has brought so much meaning to my life. I want things to be so much better for him than they were for me. I want everything for him. Nothing but the best. I want to be better for him. I want to become the father that he needs - that I never really had. I am so scared for him. I don't want him to have to grow up without a father. I want to be someone he can be proud to call Dad. And as I sat there, softly humming Amazing Grace to him, I made a solemn vow to him, myself and God that I will do everything in my power to become the man that he and his mother need me to be. The man that I desperately want to be.