I am Dad Unit
...and so it has come to pass. By all observations I am starring in the role of Dad but for the life of me I don't how I got here. Much of what I know as real I wasn't prepared for.

• How much they love life. Was I ever that happy?
• How they have nailed English. I hope it is never perfected. I will miss Aly saying things like "I think so I'm gone be havin' a playdate."
• How freely they give their love. In the middle of a computer game Jack will grab my arm tight and say " I love my Daddy"
• How much energy is barely contained in a six year old boy. If you could only put that in a gas tank
• How hard it is to be with them....and without them

We have turned such a corner. I no longer makes jokes like the only thing better than a three day weekend is a two day weekend. It is so much easier now and, with language fully engaged, more rewarding. Lately Terry and I have both independently been thinking of their birth mother. I desperately want her to know that her children and happy, healthy, and growing. But there's no way to deliver that news and even if there was how could it not also be cruel. We will always feel her pain in someway. When I look at Jack and Aly sleeping I often think How bad things must have been for her to do what she did.
God bless, Natalia