I spent the weekend with my family; and for much of that time, played with my three-year-old niece.
We played games.
We played the “bubbles” game.
We played the “kick the bottle cos I love you” game (one of my favourites).
We played the “there you go!” game.
We played the “hide and seek” game.
We played the “ticklish” game.
We played the “run around in circles” game
We played the “selfie” game.
And when she told me she knew how much I loved my “whiskeley glass”, that was even more awesome.
Today is Father’s Day, and while I am not a parent (though I am a dad to a 100 lb American Bulldog), I can only imagine the joy of being one. Don’t get me wrong. I’m not naive enough to think that it’s all fun and games. Being an uncle to my siblings’ kids and my friends’ kids is markedly different than being a father. I know that.
What I am referring to is this unbridled joy and this overwhelming feeling of love that kids possess. And I find myself drinking all that love and life and laughter when kids are around. They give me energy. They give me a renewed sense of purpose. They always have; and I’ve a feeling they always will.
With all the people I love, no one stirs my heart the way my niece does. When she was born, several friends of mine texted me to tell me how much I would love being an uncle. It is literally the easiest job in the world. Let me see, hang out with the person you love the most and just laugh and play and have fun? Sign me up! We don’t live in the same city. To say that I miss her would be an understatement. To say that I just love her love and her giggles and her joy and her curiosity and her verve would only scratch the surface.
The way she loves her baby brother and her parents melts my heart.
To say that the next time cannot come soon enough would nail it.
Go Adventure. Go Travel. Go Live.
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