There are three things in my life more important to me than anything else in this world.  All three things are intertwined throughout each other.  Sometimes, it’s hard to admit how much some things can mean to you.  But I’m gonna try.

     First, there’s my Wildcat, the single, most important thing, and the most important person, in my life.  If I had no one else in the world, I’d need her.  If I had everything else in the world, I’d need her to share it with.
     It’s not enough to say that I Love this women with every fiber of my being.  In fact, I would kill and die for this woman.  Ultimately, she trumps everything else in this mortal coil.  It’s no small matter that If I’m down, she can cheer me up with a look.  Although, the flipside is also true: she crush me just as easily.
     But I need that.  And I need her.

     The kids are important to me.  They’re all three over eighteen, growing-but-not-grown (though they’d surely argue that).  They fall somewhere between the Wildcat and I to varying degrees, and at times, it’s scary how much we’re alike.  With the exception of the eldest who I’ve only met a few times, we’re all so similar that that they truly seem like they’re ours together.
     I wouldn’t have them if it weren’t for her.  They’ve proven to me what family really is.
     I need that.  I need them.

     The last important thing to me can be construed as selfish.

     I have a strong desire to know that something in my life matters, that something I do will matter.
     You see, I’ve done a lot in my life.  I realized a couple of years ago that I’ve had a tremendous life, in fact, having done everything I ever set out to do and having been everywhere I ever wanted to go.  It was never enough until I met my Wildcat, who showed me the true meaning of Love and what Family is all about.
     You see, it’s important to me to have a positive effect on these four people.  They are my life blood.  They mean more to me than anything else in this world.  They matter.  Their happiness matters.  Their stability matters.  They are the something in my life that matters.
     And I need that.  I need them.

     There are naysayers in my life who can’t understand that.  Perhaps their family relationships are so fragmented and sinuous that they can’t grasp the concept.  Perhaps they’re so disconnected from humanity that they’re incapable of caring about anyone else.  Or, perhaps they’ve never known what Love is.
     I can only hope that they might understand one day.

     The fact remains that there is nothing more important to me than this family.  They have to come first regardless of consequence.  They matter, and will always matter, above everything else. 

     They are my family.

     It is thoughts and prayers for them that get me through.

     For them, I can still be Superman.

     I hope…