I was trouble. As a teenager I didn’t care about anything except myself. I was in detention every day. I didn’t respect authority. ..I was clueless. Girls were the only thing I cared about. I spent my days flirting, kicking game, and finding ways to meet new girls. That got me in trouble. Didn’t matter if a girl was taken..engaged…I was after her. And that got me jumped…many times. But it didn’t stop me. I wanted to fight. But something has happened over the years, it didn’t happen overnight. I was becoming a softie. I was becoming emotional. I was becoming more sensitive. And then I got married, and this once trouble-finder, was now crying like a baby at the altar.
Me: I love you so much babe. (Crying profusely and embarrassingly)
I cared. And then my daughter entered this world and my crybaby-ness reached an all-time high….and its never gone down since. Everything makes me cry. Cute kitten or puppy videos make me cry. Hell, any baby animal video. Romantic movies make me cry. Singing competition shows make me cry. And especially any show or commercial that features a dad and a daughter makes me cry. Sometimes I sit there and think about my daughter’s future and it makes me cry. That’s sad, I am actually crying for something that will happen in the future. My daughter is supposed to look at me and think strength. She is supposed to say things like:
Daughter: My daddy can beat up your daddy.
Daughter: My daddy won’t beat up your daddy….but he will appear angry and want to talk it out with your daddy. And maybe make a list of pros and cons and figure out a peaceful solution to the problem. And then hug it out with your dad.
What happened? Am I physically turning into a marshmallow? Will my wife reach over in the middle of the night to grab my “cash and prizes” and find its been replaced by a cuddly soft bunny? And instead of the usual dirty and nasty sex….we cuddle. I would cuddle you so hard.