But yes, after careful consideration, I am the father!
Sounds like something straight off the Maury show, I know but seriously I am a new father. To a beautiful baby girl named Summer. I was asked to be a Godfather. A ComPadre (as my co-worker of Dominican descent calls them) is a job that I take very seriously. Much like my true fatherhood to my son. I'm honored to have been asked. It shows that someone noticed my attention to detail (with most things), my intellect, leadership qualities, and fatherhood capabilities. Not only this but technically in the event of some sort of catastrophe (God-forbid) and the next of kin can't care for Dear SumSum, We would be next in line (Ms. Tica is also the Godmother) for being her caretakers.
There are thousands of Godparents in the United States, but few who take such a charge seriously. I wonder, though, if this is something that's inevitable, like waning contact with someone you meet who you think is a good fit for friendship, but time, and energy and schedule conflicts work against it. I don't know how many of my son's 10 Godparents (don't ask, i had nothing to do with that one...long story and I'm not telling).
So wish me luck (though I prefer prayers) as I embark on another Fatherhood journey, a ComPadre (co-parent). Sharing the responsibilities, triumphs, frustrations, joys and realities of parenting with Summer's biological parents. And you can read some dope posts by the Tica as she Chronicles our journey from her own perspective. Happy Friday.
