My Son

My Son

My Son

We all have our proud moments…….. those memories…..when being thought of….still makes your heart go all warm… fussy and mushy….My son….Riddhi… took part in his very first athletics event….. he ran the 100 m race ….as a Father… on the one hand…. I was extremely proud of him…. so proud that my chest literally pained from it… but on the other hand…. I could 
not be there to support him….. to stand next to the field …. shout and cheer
for him….. to scoop him in my arms…… as he ran over the finish line…. hug
and kiss him…. congratulate him… and tell him just how very proud I am of
him……. This is just one of the few sad realizations….. of being a busy-Dad …. cause you miss out on so many things…… Other people get to share precious moments with them…. that you as Father was suppose to share with him…….After all ….Life is all about a balance …….!!!!!! 

Love you my dear son …. God Bless !!!

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