In an instant, life changed course. Everything seemed normal at the beginning of the day; one was already used to constant discomfort. The days of solitude only seemed to be accompanied by a childish inner child. Letting that voice guide you was the only pure thing to do.
Getting carried away by the routine was almost annoying. A little inconvenient. The inner child kept getting in the way. Acting like a normal adult was almost impossible. Pretending was enough. Exhausting but accurate for the situation.
There was no intention for change. Nothing was strong enough to force its growth. Time showed that pretending would guide you through existence without much effort. Routinely living out the days until the future arrived.
Why make an effort if life has proved it useless.
Without warning, the most wonderful being ever created passed by.
Who are you?
The newborn baby was dazzling. His eyes were drops of water. Fragile. Crystals that open the door to a portal. His mother immediately wanted to find out all the secrets of this stranger. The immense need to take care of him and make all his wishes come true.
Every inch of his skin was perfect. His beautiful hands were a masterpiece. Tools to shape the world; strong legs so that distances are not a limitation; a work of art.
In an instant, the protective energy that is born from mother nature took over her body. Her priorities disappeared like footprints on the seashore. The only thing she could imagine was caressing the baby’s delicate skin. Hugging his body to never let go. She wanted to ensure he was okay and that his every need is met.
At that moment Gil saw the sparkle in Tammy’s eyes. That flash that is so familiar among men. He saw the energy that seduces, allowing you to do anything. How could it be possible? he wondered with jealously of his son.
It was incredible to see the awakening of the feminine energy that was so familiar to Gil. The force that appears and makes you chase a woman. Now, as on hundreds of occasions, he saw a person get lost in that delusion. Love.
It was hard for him to accept that the person he loves now loves another. However, his emotional maturity, which made him different from the others, helped him understand.
The cycle had to be closed. Gil had to keep loving his wife. He understood that she accepted being loved by him—she allowed Gil to love her. Seeing that his son was going to be loved and protected by his wife. Admiring the ability of the little human to allow others to love him. Gil learned that to close the cycle by letting himself be beloved by his son.
Only then could the natural order be maintained.