Twelve days ago, Adrien gave birth to Elliott Xavier, and we became parents.
I spent many years dreamily musing on the idea of being a father, and nine months of steady preparation, but nothing really prepared me from the instant change in how I see the world.
Now in many ways, everything is more or less the same. The way I see it, however, is somehow different. Not always different enough to be distinct, but different enough to be detectable. It's really too nebulous to try to articulate properly. Everything is the same, but different. Like I am looking through new lenses.
Or this:
Imagine being in a gallery looking at a sculpture for about 30 minutes, but for that entire time, you are seated directly in front of it. After that time, you move your chair over about 45 degrees, so that you are at a diagonal to the statue. In truth that statue is the exact same statue you were looking at before, but a the same time, it is completely new, as you now are seeing it from a new perspective, one that has insight that you might have been lacking before. It causes you to rethink much of what you thought before.
That is what has happened. God has moved my chair slightly to the left of where I was sitting before, and now the world is new.
I have a son.
I am a father.
The world has changed.
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