I feel like the young 17 year old man sitting in this picture was so sweet and I miss him sometimes. He was so warm before reality hit.
I feel such love for my brothers who I had become so fiercely protective of especially as my mom and their father were divorced at the time.
I feel like even then I knew I had no option in wanting to become a father because to feel such love for such small humans - and the intense desire to love and protect them - was an intoxicating feeling. I think I had gone through enough hardship that at the end of the day that I knew my love for children was steadfast.