adjective
- 1.impossible to believe."an almost incredible tale of triumph and tragedy"
synonyms: unbelievable, beyond belief, hard to believe, unconvincing, far-fetched,implausible, improbable, highly unlikely, dubious, doubtful
Remember the old show from the 80's That's Incredible? It was one of the first reality tv shows and
The last year has been pretty incredible for me.
Found out I would be teaching middle school for the first time, got married - with a step-son, got a new truck as a result because my old one got too small real fast, am finishing the basement now too for the same reason, went on a teacher strike, and now have a baby... incredible. And that's all in less than a calendar year. Any one of those things happening in a year would have given me plenty to do (and think about) but holy smokes. I also would have considered myself lucky to have gone through just one of those (except the strike - that wasn't fun but I did learn a lot) but I got to experience them all! It's beyond belief.
A couple years ago I had resigned myself to the notion that I wasn't going to have any more kids. This was kind of sad, not because I had been disappointed in my only kid (hardly), but because I had always envisioned myself as dad of a few. Being around Kaeden (Leah's oldest) for 8 years and then suddenly not being around him was a painful experience as well, and I went through times where I was ok with not taking that risk again too. In all honesty, a couple of years ago, dating was going not well (I'm a terrible dater) so the idea of just Dash and I would be fine moving forward. I knew that it was going to take a lot, and someone incredible, for me to reach for "completeness" again. Thinking about that was overwhelming. Mind you, Cortney and I first started being around each other a couple years ago but I was far from a sure thing. (I'm surprised she hung around. Thank God she did though.)
Fast forward to now: I come home from a busy day of 13 year olds to Zain squeezing my knees, "Hi Daddy Andy!" Dash is reading or playing video games but comes and sits by me when I plop onto the couch. Cortney kisses me and gives me Tov. There's no place I'd rather be. I am a happy man.
Can I tell you about Tova for a minute? She's been a great baby. I don't mind the diapers or the sweet little crying. I enjoy the ridiculous little girl clothes and accessories. Her hair is brownish/redish for now and I think her eyes will be brown or green eventually. She is beautiful and I'm so lucky to have her. I get asked about her a lot - especially her name. We heard it from my Aunt Paula. Tova is a Hebrew word for good, but it's a Scandinavian name. Good. A short name that is easily spelled and easily pronounced - a teacher's dream. And good. She's good. My family is good. My life is good. I think what Cortney - and Tova - have done for me has been so good for me. They have put a peace on my life that I didn't know I was missing/needed. A calmness. A good-ness. It's not by accident that I am where I am today, and it's not necessarily because of me. I have a wife that sees what kind of man I can be and pushes me to get there. Anyone who would have met me for the first time 2,3,4 years ago would not have gotten real excited about who I was. I know this. But a good woman does strange things to a man, and I have "found a good thing". She is incredible.
1 comment:
I loved you before and now have a greater love for you,my nephew and his family!
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