When I had my children I was a young father of 23 with 3 very beautiful babies which I had promised my life too. I worked hard all day, and then would come home to help with the babies, cook, feed and clean I enjoyed every minute of it.
Then one day I decided to fulfil on a childhood dream and join the ARMY… bad idea? Don’t know…

I did my training and went to basic training, keeping in constant contact with my young family back home, then once completing basic training I caught a ride home proud as anything and excited to see my family.

I marched right into an empty house…

It was the end of my own ideal, the beginning of another.

As the years rolled on and my children continue to grow and develop into intelligent, social and active beings, it was obvious they have had some fantastic parenting.

It’s a tough bullet to swallow when you know it had nothing to do with you, the hour and a half I got once a month, wasn’t going to make a lot difference to their development, it just showed them they had a father who cared and loved them a whole lot.

Even now more than 11 years on its still one thing that moves me now, for so many reasons, I still dream of the ideal family, I still wish to tuck my children into bed at night, and read them stories.

What moved me more is the couple that made room in their lives and hearts for my 3 children.

My children’s parents have not only made room in their home but also their lives, to put it in perspective it has been close to 10 years. The children are their children just as they are mine if not more so. The children have gone through a whole lot in their early years and the children’s parents were there every step of the way, just like great parents should be. The parenting provided has been above and beyond providing the basics of life.

My Children are truly loved and cherished

- Eric

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