Godfather

So it's almost 3 in the morning and pissing rain outside. I'm sitting by myself as usual and thinking quite a lot. I'm reflected on some things...things that have really touched my heart.

Last week I was asked by my buddy and his wife if I would become the Godfather of their two young children. Let's absorb this for a minute. Here I am a newly single guy with out a clue as to what I will be doing next year let alone down the road and they are asking ME? I don't own some fancy house or have an uber good job. I am just me. I think of all the options they had and I was and am still floored by the request. What can I say? I accepted, humbly. To them it seemed natural as I have known my buddy his entire life...no, for serious. I can only hope that I never have to fulfill that duty, but will do so gladly if I must. I love those little buggers and would care for them as my own. I actually look forward to the day that I have my own little ones running around. Until then I intend to be the best damn uncle I can be.