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Sometimes I feel like my divorce acted like a factory reset, and I’m having to learn how to love and trust all over again.
“Hey. You know you’re more than a hockey player, right?” He looks up sharply, like my words have surprised him. “You’re a brother, a son, a friend, a human. You’ll still be all those things when you stop playing hockey.”
An odd sensation washes over me, something I’ve never really felt before. It isn’t just attraction, though I do feel attracted to Evie. It feels more protective. Like I have extra reason to check the door locks. Or go upstairs and make sure all the windows are securely fastened in her bedroom.
I haven’t felt a stronger sense of victory since we took the Calder Cup last season. Juno is asleep—in my arms. I did this. And it feels amazing.
SHUT UP YOU ARE TOO SWEET. Which is exactly how she likes it. Cream and the amount of sugar you think a normal person would like, plus the same amount one more time. Dessert coffee.
Maybe fatherhood is just a matter of paying attention, of noticing what your family needs, then stepping up to take care of that need. It’s being present. Invested. Willing.
I expect that at some point, I’ll grow used to this new reality in which I get to love someone so good and honest and lovely. But a part of me hopes I never do. I hope I spend every day feeling a little hint of the marvel. That I never stop seeing the magic of Alec Sheridan.
