Great days seem like moments of solace in a lifetime of pressures, duties and work.  They are brief respites from the hardships in life.  While 2007 has been a rollercoaster on the tracks of life, it has been a magical year for me with amazing moments, great change and now, one of the greatest days in my life, July 11, 2007. 

Yes, yesterday was on of the top ten days in my life.  Well, maybe not in the top ten, but maybe so.  And while I don't want to say what happened which was so special, because in many cases in life, on man's fortune is another man's loss, I don't want to be hurtful.  So, sadly I won't tell you dear reader just exactly what made it so special. 

Rather, I will say that in life there moments and instances that hang with you for a long time, or lifetime.  Some of mine that stick out are both happy and sad. 

One of my greatest days was the day I first held my son in my arms.  Declan was over a month old and at that moment every moment prior to that moment rushed up on me.  I was overwhelmed by the epiphany which occurred at that moment.   I understood my purpose from that moment forward.  To be the best father to my son.  I saw me teaching him to avoid all the mistakes I made in school, or with other kids.  I saw us playing baseball one day.  I saw us growing together and I saw me smiling at him always.   Now he is ten years old and when I walk into his bedroom in the mornings to wake him, I see how long his legs are, how much he has grown and how all those moments when he was a baby and toddler are never to return again.  I can only make the best of the time we have together now.  And I do.  And it all started that day I first held him in my arms. I remember how fragile he was, I remember how much I knew he relied on me and I understood how sad I’d be if I wasn’t with him always.  It was a life changing day and one of the greatest days of my life.

I remember the birth of my second son which not just one moment sticks with me like a camera moment in my mind, but a number of sequences.  From the time my wife told me it was time and I came running, to us driving around traffic and a police officer was really upset with us for going around traffic until he saw us up close with my wife leaning back in the car seat and her tummy on display.  That instance his face and attitude raced to "Oh!" and waved us on through as fast as he could.  Then later I recall the final moments before birth coaching her ...I never felt closer.  And then came the moment Dalton was born and the moments after.  I've spoken of them before so I won't babble on again.  But the feeling and elation was something I can never quite express.  I may have never felt happier or more at peace than the moment I first held him. 

There were other times I recall as most special in my life.  The day I first stood on stage and took a microphone in front of an audience sticks out.  We had two gigs that day, first at the county fair, then at the Logan House later that night.  What a day, it was a blur but it was also pure satisfaction of knowing all our hard work culminated in success.  We made it, we finished what we started and we were now on a second journey. 

Another great day was the first time we heard our music on radio.  We drove around in my friends car waiting for our song and when it came on we wanted every car every where to tune in and hear it.  We were so proud. 

I recall once driving to see a girlfriend (Noel) in Virginia at college.  I had surprised her.  I planned it out in advance with her girlfriends so her weekend would be free and I drove my motorcycle down in the back of my truck, then drove the bike up to her as her friends took a blindfold off of her in surprise to see me.   That entire day was so perfect.    We drove through the hills taking pictures, ran across hillside meadows and felt so small in the grand scheme of life.   We felt innocent and happy.  Love was good then.  We spent a weekend together that stays with me to this day.  I still recall the music we listened to and going to see of all things, “The Color Purple” at a theater.  While a day came when we grew apart (5 years of dating), there were days we would always treasure I will leave you with this one story of Noel and I.

The day I was married of course ranks up there too.  I recall never once feeling any doubt in my decision.   It was after I sung on stage for the first time so I thought to consider how I’d feel when I stood at the alter waiting for *xxxx.   Watching her come down the isle to me, I couldn’t have been more at ease, or have felt more at peace.

Great days seem like moments of solace in a lifetime of pressures, duties and work.  They are brief respites from the hardships in life.  May you too have more of the greatest days in your life.

 *For legal reasons, I cannot include a certain name in this article, lest I be sued.  Really.