My treasure troves

There are quite a lot of things which come to my mind when I think of the word treasure. But the one I chose to write on in this prompt is, perhaps, the greatest treasure I have ever had – my wife and two sons.

I have been married for close to 10 years now and each year has never been the same – we’ve seen our love go through different phases already. I was probably wrong when I expected love to be constant – that’s just an illusion. Love has its way of creating the ripples necessary to sustain the bond that you develop. I’m thankful for the bonds that have remained taut over the last decade or so. I’m also happy my wife has been extremely encouraging about the passion which I have – writing.

When our first son was born in 2009, I didn’t know how to celebrate. I wasn’t over the moon or anything like that but I heard my heart tell me that this one is going to be special. It has been a great experience raising this treasure – he has grown fast and the best thing I like about him is his desire to hear stories at bedtime – I make up stories on the go and without any morals or such, but he likes hearing them. On some nights, he would rather watch videos of different kinds of animals, birds, flowers, plants etc. I’m very proud of his interest in things around him.

By the time our second son arrived in 2014, fatherhood had been ingrained in me a lot that quite a few things came to me naturally. And again, I heard my heart tell me about this one being special. But it was different in some way; I really can’t place it or put it in words. Unlike my first son, my second son wasn’t as close to me when he was a baby but he was extremely close to his big brother (he still is). But over the last couple of years, I found that my younger one likes me to feed him, to bathe him and stuff like that – some of which my elder son didn’t even allow me to do. Yes, my sons are diametrically opposite in behavior but their love for me is a constant – the way they express it is different, though.

With such a young family, it’s no wonder that time flies very fast – a little too fast for my liking. Which is probably the reason why weekends and holidays are that much more important – it helps me bond with them. There’s nothing like the peck on the cheek which my wife and my sons give me – it’s spontaneous but something to live for.

 I am taking part in The Write Tribe Festival of Words #6. The theme for Day 1 is ‘Write about a treasure you have’