My World

In all my life, I’ve never seen something so beautiful and perfect. The baby wiggled in my arms as it attempted to sleep among all the excitement surrounding it and I immediately prepared to catch it. It had her nose and ears, but those eyes were all mine. They were clearer than my eyes, the eyes that have seen grown men break down on the battlefield and body strewn about by the hundreds.

I cleared my mind of such thoughts as soon as I realized I was thinking them and focused on the amazing creation in my arms. I already knew that I was going to spoil this little girl in my arms, Stacy said as much as soon as she saw me hold her. I’m sure about 80% of my friends are betting on if I’ll cry or not when she grows up. I almost feel bad for the ones who bet that I won’t.

“Hey big guy, how’s our little girl,” Stacy asked as she put her arms around my shoulders, her brown hair falling like a waterfall over my head. I pushed it out of my face with fake annoyance and absently wondered who’s hair the baby would have.

“She’s doing wonderfully, just went to sleep actually,” I said as proudly as I could while Stacy rolled her eyes.

“Of course she did. Not even a year old and already a daddy’s girl. Now hand her over, it’s my turn to hold her,” she commanded me with a huge smile on her face. I, like any sane human being, didn’t even bother to argue as one half of my world took the other half and moved towards her friends in our living room.

As I watched them walk away from me I knew that I would do anything and everything to keep those two safe and happy. I smiled softly and moved towards my world, my heart, my soul with one thought in mind. As long as I had them, I would be the happiest man in the world, and heaven help whoever tried to take my world away.