i was doing some facebooking and I took the test on which famous artists am I most like. My result was Picasso. I fit the description and I make similar bad choices on a personal level. The one thing that I do not regret is my daughter. Truth be told, I never wanted children. I never wanted the additional responsibility of another living being depending solely on me. The idea of it frightened me. Olivia meant the end of any pockets of irresponsibility I harbored. She ushered in the death of the old me and the birth of a new person. I thought about all of the people I loved unconditionally and the list is sadly short. Olivia is someone I will love through the good and bad times. She is also someone whose well being I will not compromise.Because of this little girl, I have found out what kind of man I can be even in the face of those who don't recognize the changes I have made. She is also changing my definition of me as an artist. We live in a world where behind just about everything beautiful is an ugly opposite. People hurt one another for little reason, people manipulate others, and people use up other people because they can. It is so sad that most of these people aren't bad, they do these things because they have been conditioned to do so. It is not a world for the kind anymore. But sometimes things happen to remind you there are still people who are human in the world. Livy reminds of that. I used to think being a father was a thankless job. While relationships grow thankless and loveless, and friendships lose their meaning, the smile of my daughter is the biggest indication of appreciation I could ever receive.
She gives me strength that I alone don't have
Sunday, September 26, 2010
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