I feel a strange sensation… one unfamiliar from my previous experiences. The light shines from the souls of the three beautiful girls that have been laid at my feet. The Maker has blessed me with the promise of eternal happiness through these angels.
But now, with the birth of a son, I find myself ablaze with vigor. I am compelled to proclaim to all… that I have a son… a man!
The responsibilities of parenthood are no different, the love is no different, the time is no different, the nurturing is no different, nor are the goals different. I do not see or feel the differences. I cannot place the words on what makes it different, but deep within my soul of souls… I strangely feel different.
I does not seem fair or just to feel this way. But I am not in charge of the feelings that swell within me. My son… my seed… the opportunity for the continuation of the “me” I have pride for is now within my arms.
My son, my future, my offspring, I love and care for you as I do for the girls in my life. I place the blessings given to me upon your tiny shoulders. I will work to rid your path of the curses I have made for myself and will lead you on the appointed path of God.
You are one of many to me. But, you are my son.
Shannon R Killman
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