Steven was the most important thing to happen to me. Later in life, after Steven had grown up and graduated from both high school and university I would constantly look back at his “new life growing up.” He had become a wonderful young man who without guidance, direction and love, may not have achieved what he did. Where his life was going to go now was all in his lap. He had a new girlfriend that was lively and wonderful. He brought her over several times to have dinner and I really enjoyed our time together.

It was two years after his graduation from engineering that I got the call I had been dreading for a long, long, time. Steven had been offered and accepted a position with a large engineering firm in Toronto, Canada and would be moving there right after the Christmas break. While I knew this was a great opportunity for him, after I hung up the phone, I cried and cried for several minutes. More from the fear I had of separation rather than anything on Steven’s end. I knew this is what he wanted and that he would do great. I asked if Linda was going to move with him and got an energetic yes. I was happy about this.

Three years after moving to Toronto, I got a call that Steven and Linda were engaged. I was so happy that once again, after I hung up, I cried and cried for several minutes. The wedding was to be the following summer in Toronto, so I made all the plans necessary to make sure I did not miss this. It was a wonderful affair and I saw true love in both their eyes that day. I knew right then that their future was cemented, and everything once again seemed right with the world. Before I left for Calgary, Steven came over to me, hugged me, kissed me on the cheek and told me he loved me. I broke down right there.

I have asked myself if I am ready for another child in my life and, while at this time I have not ruled it out, I have not moved forward with this decision. Knowing what I know now, I do not want to make it lightly.

Harold Daw
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