These are my kids. Precious. So special to me. Each of them. So different. So unique. Everything from their hair color to the way they sneeze. I've been a father for 11 years now and there haven't been many days since the first that I haven't learned something or been challenged in some way to be a better man. I am so proud of them. Nothing on earth could come close to making me feel the way they make me feel.
But if I am honest, I have been in denial for a while. Not intentionally, I don't think. Probably somewhere in the realm of naivety/ignorance/unawareness.