I'm a fan of love in the right places and the right ways. I
haven't had the joy of fatherhood, but I'm been Uncle to many
and have a least a snippet of that sense of pride,
responsibility, adoration, amazement and, really those moments
that words just fail to describe properly.
But I've seen fatherhood change people dramatically. I'm "the
guy" that people pour their problems on and I listen with an
understanding ear (or seem to).
And four times I've had a similar conversation; grown men who
were racked with utter confusion and turmoil and worry about
becoming first time fathers, nearly to the point of just
RUNNING.
But, that moment it "clicks in", when they hold their baby for
the first time, all that nonsense suddenly makes sense. You see
it in the eyes, their ways, it all changes. They change on a
deep level. Quite amazing really.