What makes me me?

What makes me special?

A question I hadn't dared to answer. A question I had to answer, as I was asked the question. A question I wouldn't have answered to any other than a dear friend. At least for the first time.

Do you know, I love the parts of me that make me special.


Wouldn't change a bit.

My dear wife is away with the little princess. So I'm taking advantage and spending as much time with my friends as I can - and going bed early.
I don't spend any more of my time belonging to my family.


Thanks!
You're special.