We pray He delivers
August 21, 2000 at 4:36pm, I was given the gift of love by a beautiful 6lbs 11oz baby girl, Markajah Nakia. I knew the moment she exited her mother's womb that I would love her with every beat my heart would develop. Though my love for her has never changed even to this day, I still wasn't the father I should have been to her. I should have tried harder to stay when I was asked to leave. I should have pushed more when I was told I wasn't wanted around. I should have called more when the phone was available, but I didn't. I should have been there more for the little things, the special moments. So I begin to pray. I begin to ask for forgiveness. I begin to ask others to pray for me and my situation. I was given the second chance through Christ, through answered prayers, through love.
God blessed me with a second chance at fatherhood.
No, I can't replace what is lost, but I can prevent myself from making the same mistake twice.
On the 23rd day of January at 10:24am, she was born, Mckenzie Savannah.
I vow to be there more, to capture the special moments. The coos, the cries, the boo boos... I will be there to answer those questions of curiosity, those moments of doubt. I will be there more with the camera to capture the images of dissatisfaction and the images of happiness! I will be there more for moments of love. I will be a Father to her and not just a dad.
This is my second chance!
