Coming Up For A Little Air

It's been well over a month since I last posted. No, I hadn't thought I'd be gone so long, but, just shove that under the category of sh** happens.

It's just after 3am and the house is quiet now - no tv, no telephone, no radio. All are sleeping but me. These days, quiet time comes few and far between. Every day, I got to work, and I work hard, busting my rear end to make a difference. In doing so, I end up working hours that no sane man or woman would put in, and myself and my family are the ones that suffer for it.

Just before sitting down to type this, I cracked the bedroom door open, snuck into my little man's bedroom, and just watched him sleep. He's so little, but getting so big so fast. This time last year, he was still fresh from the womb, and now he's walking, running, and has almost a full head of teeth. His blue blanket softly moved up and down with his breathing as he slept, dreaming I suppose of more toys, his mama, his brother and me, and wondering in his own little way what tomorrow will bring. He's a happy boy, full of love, and I thank God everyday for it.

Doing what I can to make those little dreams come true is my biggest responsibility, and at times, it is the weight of the world times 12. No, I don't worry. You can't worry about the things you can't control, but to a degree, you can try to manage the other things. I am at a big crossroads in my career and that requires some serious thought. One thing I know for sure, that little boy is worth it.

So, it's nice to come out of seclusion for a bit of air. I'll try not to stay gone so long next time.