most of the time i act out what i think i'm supposed to do. i react because i'm supposed to react that way. i laugh at the punchline, regardless of the joke.
i once told a group of friends that i am immune to emotion, feeling, and taste. we still laugh about how ridiculous that sounds.
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my friends, this weekend i became an uncle. there was no feigning emotion. there was no immunity to feelings. i looked at my nephew's tiny mouth as he hiccuped and whispered in my nephew's tiny ears that 'you are loved.' i teared up with joy, shivered at the fear of his endless possibilities, and prayed hard for my sister's health and strength.
to pass the 22 hours of hospital stay i periodically made small talk with the nurses at the hospital. one in particular became a friend. after baby jace was born she asked me as i walked passed, "so, what do you think?" i responded, "i think...i think he's...perfect." this small creature is as perfect a person can be. he has yet to fail. yet to lie. yet to cheat, steal, or destroy. don't get me wrong, i know he will someday. but for right now, he is perfection in flesh. the thought makes me both smile and shudder. his endless possibilities are...perfect.
jace has already inspired me to be a better person. and in 30 minutes he'll be exactly one day old. i wonder what he'll teach me next.
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