The Perfect Moment...
As time passes, each and every one of you will
experience a perfect moment. Ironically, it may be years later
when you realise that, looking back, it was perfect, and in every
way. We all have stresses in our lives which are constantly (or
so they seem) on our minds. But occasionally, we forget them -
even if just for a moment. In the 28 years I've wandered this
planet (well part of it), I have had one such moment. I truly
hope, and believe, that I will experience more, but this is mine...
2am, 11th January 1997 - South Tyneside District
My firstborn son, Jack, had come into the world
a few short hours ago. I was a Dad! I was exhilarated and terrified
at the same time. Would I be good enough? Good enough to be a
REAL Dad, not just a guy who thinks his part of the parenting
process ends somewhere between rolling off, and falling asleep.
Would I be there for my son, when he needed me. Would I have more
important things to do? As it happens, I have since found out
that Yes, I am good enough. I do everything I can for him, whenever
it is needed, irrespective of what I have planned, or what I need
to cancel. If Jack needs me, I'm there. I am proud to claim to
be "A good Dad", and proud of the fact that no matter
what anyone else has to say about me, when they see us together,
they can't argue with that one statement. "Colin is a good
Anyway, back to the moment...
As I said, my son had been born a few hours previously,
and I had spent a little time with him, and with his mother. They
had both gone off to get some (well earned) sleep, and I was headed
I called for a taxi, and went to stand outside
to wait for it. As I stood there, I couldn't help but notice that
there was no noise, and I mean none. It was completely silent
- being the middle of the night, there was no birdsong, no traffic
noise, the Accident & Emergency seemed to be having a rare
and probably very welcome quiet time, so no Ambulances, and the
air was still, so there wasn't even a whisper of wind. I can't
remember silence quite like it before or since, it was quite simply
As I stood, looking up into what seemed to be
a cloudless sky, gazing at the twinkling stars overhead, I noticed
a couple of tiny flakes of snow falling through the illumination
of a street light. It was the first snowfall of the year, and
of that Winter.
That was my perfect moment. My head was too filled
with thoughts of my beautiful partner and son to worry about anything
else. I was enveloped in a blanket of silence, and the first flakes
of snow started to fall. It was quiet, beautiful, and, well, perfect.
Since this event, I am no longer with Jack's
mother, but I am proud of the fact that we are still damned good
friends. We were friends before we became lovers, but the friendship
we had then pales in comparison with what we have now, and what
I truly hope we will always have.
Stephanie Millward, I love you now, and will
forever. You gave me a perfect son, and you are, and will hopefully
remain, a wonderful friend.
Colin M. Ormsby