Ten
years ago today I opened my front door to find Craig standing there with a
single rose, his goofy, adorable grin, smiling at me in a cocky manner because
he knew what my answer would be...Yes...
Months
before my girl Muls & I were at a University bar & I remember clear as
day asking her “Sweet Jesus, who
is that white boy dancing”-
It’s
true my Craig could move out there...Now, I laugh when he dances
but back in the day he was damn hot out there...We’re
going to be those parents when Noal & Pip ask about how we met, who then
laugh hysterically at the thought of their dad picking up their mum based on
his dance moves...But trust me my guy use to attract crowds...Most girls
swarmed around him, our guy friends encouraged him & I knew I wanted him...Fast
forward a few weeks & he was mine...Although he asked me to be his girl,
drunk at a bar, I clearly told him to spruce it up & try asking again
properly...And that brings us to 10 years ago at my front door...
I
can’t
believe a decade has gone by...I
knew right away with Craig that he was special...He has the kindest heart
around, is loyal to a fault, is witty, chatty & makes me laugh more than
anyone else in the world...I am beyond lucky to have found him & this kind of love...I would have
been happy just being this wonderful boy’s friend but I get to be his partner
& I am so grateful because my world is, what it is, because of him...I would go
anywhere for him {Hello Cobalt, how are ya?}, do anything to make him smile
{ask him about my new sweet mum dance moves} & truly believe he is the
greatest guy out there...I am so bloody proud of the man he has become &
all that he has accomplished in life...You've come a long way Parmesano's waiter...
Years
ago when we were living in Dublin we took a trip to Portugal...SideNote: Amazing, beautiful country- more stories to follow & in the running for our retirement home}...Anyways,we were by a pool
& this little tiny tank of a child {same body type as Noal} was cruising around & both Craig
& I were in awe by how much the little boy resembled him...In that moment,
I knew I wanted to have children with this beautiful man & thankfully have
been blessed with these two Happy Souls...
Seeing Craig with Noal & Pip is
something else- He’s
playful, creative, kind, could work on his patience a bit but most importantly
HAPPY...He has been the greatest lesson yet for me in having a Happy Soul- through ups
& downs, worries & fears, he has always been my strength, my support
& has had a Happy Soul...Thank you Craig for all that you teach me &
the example you are to our hooligans...
All
that being said- it’s
obvious I pour my heart out into this blog & the people I love...So, when I
told Craig about my idea for Letters for Pip being from other people, not just
me like Noal’s,
he agreed it would be something in time Pip would love...However, Craig loves
fiercely but more privately than I do & although he would probably write
Reid many letters in her life to put one out there publically wasn’t
ideal for him...I respected that & thought nothing of it & then I got
this beautiful letter a few days ago...Pip& I are lucky gals to have such
a beautiful man in our lives- And Noal is lucky to have such an amazing example
growing up...
We love you Choo...You're still my favourite thing in the world & if I had to open the door again I would say yes...Always...
~Craig's Beautiful Letter to His Baby Girl~
To My daughter,
I must start this with an apology – When it comes to my
family and the feelings and emotions that I have towards them my instinct has
been one of privacy. When your Mom
shared with me this idea I backed away from making my private thoughts and
wishes for you public ones. I have come
to learn that although this is a creative outlet for her, it comes from a place
of pure love and is something only she could do. This love for her children, in my mind, has
not only inspired but has challenged people to look at their own family in a
different way. I love how brave she is –
you will undoubtedly get that trait from her.
As you will find out I can be stubborn at times, but
after some careful reflection this truly is something special. I feel as though I need to be a part of
it. So I am sorry for being late to the
dance, but when you dance as well as I do you can afford to let punctuality
slide – you can ask your mother about that.
I think I have always been one of those guys who thought
they had a good handle on life and the lessons it can teach you. I carried on this way until the day your
mother told me your brother was on his way.
For me it was a sobering moment that exposed me to an uncertainty mixed
with pride and happiness. My
insecurities went from an ultimate high when I first held him back to normal
within a month or two – that’s right it didn’t take me very long to think I
knew it all….Again.
When I found out that you were on the way, a day I like
to call Shock n Awe, I found myself composed and calm. It was nothing I hadn’t been through
before….piece of cake right?
When we brought your brother home I remember my mind
racing about all the things I would teach him over the course of his life. When you came home with us the only thought
that I can remember was thinking about all the things you would teach me. This is a theme that has continued and
something that I look forward to daily.
I can’t wait to see your interpretation of our world as you grow, I am
sure it will continually change the way I think about things – as much if not
more than you being in my life already has.
You will probably hear a lot of words like benchmark,
spectrum, and milestone but I want you to keep this one thought close to
you. You will never care about where you
are unless you remember how you got there.
Struggle, determination, and resilience build character and you, sweet
thing, are full of just that. I will
always be right beside you to hold your hand or give you a boost in the event
that you need it….but I know you’ll do just fine.
As you can tell by these letters your mother is a pretty
special person – you will hear no different from me…..well maybe once in a
while…usually when she is smothering everyone with “We should take a picture”. She is easily the most beautiful person I
know, this blog is only a small window into the size of her heart and just look
at how many people she has touched. The
three of us are lucky to have her and she will be your biggest cheerleader
throughout life. If you get just half of
her smile you will be one amazing lady.
I look forward to our journey……
I love you,
Dad
