I never thought I would make a good father, far less a good husband, but now, 17 years later I think I might be on to something.
My children have taught me what it means to be a father; my wife has taught me what it means to be a husband; and courtesy of the three of them, I believe I may have found the formula for sainthood.
Through them, I have learnt to be patient with myself and with them. I have learnt how to love each one in their uniqueness, and collectively as family. I have learnt generosity and what it means to give until it hurts. I have learnt that forgiven wives forgive easier, and that loved children love more.