I was named after My father.
I was his last chance for a son. My sister's have very pretty and very feminine names. It was a heated debate between all family members that if I turned out to be a girl... I could not be called Christopher. My mother was done having children. 3 was the perfect number.
My father wanted a son.
What man doesn't I suppose. He got a son but not in the traditional sense. Whether I was aware of the fact that I was to "step into" his son's role or not from a very early age it was obvious that I was not going to follow in My sister's footsteps. Everything they were, I wasn't. And I suppose My father encouraged that. Perhaps he saw in Me what I didn't understand for some time to come.
Chrystopher. The name evolved. Like Me.
My father is a good man. I strive every day to be the best possible son to him.
He got his son. I came into the world in a most unusual way. *S
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“Hy who risks and fails can be forgiven. Hy who never risks and never fails is a failure in Hys whole being.”
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