Red Eyes

I awoke with red eyes this morning and it occurred to me that the same thing happened exactly two years ago…

On that morning my eyes were red because I’d balled like a baby the day before. I’d taken Abbey, our silky black labrador, to the vet to be put down. I remember walking through the car park with tears streaming down my face, leash in hand, back to my brother’s car. I went home and slept alone that night. My wife was in hospital in labour. And that was why I awoke with red eyes.


Three minutes after noon on that same day I became a father of beautiful twin boys.

Today is their second birthday and I celebrate with red eyes again, this time due to the relentless joy, sleeplessness and shared conjunctivitis.

Good times always.

My beautiful boys.

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