A moment in which I will ask you for a favor.
Well today I am writing a post like I have NEVER done before. I have been doing this blog for a couple years now and I have never written a blog post like the one you will read today. Many of you know me or believe me to be a giant a-hole, a person that talks shit and causes trouble and drama and stirs the pot. But for those of you that REALLY know me, you know I am probably one of the most caring and sensitive (probably over sensitive) men you may come across. So with that let me start with the brief history of how I came to this point to why I am writing about this today.
I am a huge sports freak. I love sports. I love sports people. I am a fan of athletes and I am jealous of people who get to have pro sports be a part of their lives. I was never and will never be a pro athlete. I would have loved to have been and unless something happens, I will never be a person that gets to make a living talking sports. But since I have become this Twitter whore (as T calls me), I have tweeted athletes and gotten tweeted back (Ochocinco-he's fun), I have tweeted sportscasters and gotten tweets back from them (Dick Vitale-admitted he was wrong about something), and I have tweeted some of the crew from my favorite channel ESPN.
There is one guy who stands out. At first he stood out because of something he did. I had a really bad day at work and I was driving home and listening to ESPN Radio on the satellite radio and this guy was covering for another during this week. That hour ride home was made better by this guy. I was already a fan, I mean he does an awesome job on the radio and on tv, but I could feel the positivity flowing from him over the radio. So the next morning I began searching for him on twitter. Found him, and to my surprise, he tweeted me back..regularly from that point on.
The guy I'm talking about is Dari Nowkhah (@ESPNDariNowKhah on twitter). He has become a mega favorite of mine. He is a regular guy, dad and husband. He has a wife and three kids. He told me months ago that he and his wife Jenn were having their third child. They were having another boy. This was awesome news for me. A favorite of mine is going to be a dad again. That rocks. I was happy for him. So weeks passed and I checked and Dari said that Jenn was having the baby on a Friday, unless something changed. Well that Friday came and he sent me a tweet that Jenn and baby Hayden were doing good. Another brief tweet to ask him how the first weekend at home went and he again said the family was doing good and thanks for asking. Dari comes across as a nice regular guy, who like me is a normal dad, loving and taking care of his family.
And then yesterday out of the blue Dari sends me a note telling me that 11 day old Hayden is in ICU with a weakened heart from a virus. I felt so bad and sad for him and his wife. I didn't know what to say to him. What do or can you say to a dad that has a baby in ICU? I don't know if I would care about what anyone was saying to me at that point. I just don't know. I told him I will keep him, Jenn and Hayden in my thoughts and prayers and mention to others so people can do the same. A few chats to each other yesterday made me open my eyes once again that I am a lucky man, so so lucky. I asked him for a picture so I could blog about Hayden today and give all of you the chance to see the sweet little boy that is in ICU with a weakened heart but has huge hearts around him looking at him with eyes of encouragement.
Late last night he sent me a message that read "I owe you a pic".....I sent one back that said "You don't owe me anything!" Dari doesn't know me from a stranger on the street. Why on earth would he even take time away from his family to send me a message? A picture of his son? I don't know, and I don't care. I just know that he told me about what was going on and I felt for him. I talked to T about it last night. She knew who I was talking about and we talked about it as we watched tv in bed. T was kind enough to listen to me talk about someone that we don't know but I feel a sense of fatherhood and friendship for Dari. As T and I were talking I mentioned that Dari has my dream job, but I bet he would give up his dream job and trade me for my shit job if he could have his little Hayden right there by him and Jenn healthy as could be.
As of last night little Hayden was still in ICU. I have not gotten any updates from him on Hayden's condition yet today. But I have never done this or asked anyone to do this on my blog but today I am going to ask you if you can wish Hayden well and send Dari and Jenn your thoughts and prayers for the newest member of the Nowkhah family. For Dari, this is the least I can do for him and Jenn.
I went to sleep last night and the last thing I did was go look in on the three C's across the house and come back to bed and kiss T and give my little C4 a kiss.
Dari and Jenn, Thank you for sharing your life with me. Something so important to you both and you are sharing it with me and for that I will continue to think about your family.
Kiss the Baby