He mimicked the walk of his father.
Step after step, trying to match his stride.
His small legs attempting to cover the same ground, but struggling to keep up.
The father looked down at the boy and smiled at his efforts.
He gave a chuckle that felt warm like praise – rewarding his son’s heart.
And the boy basked in the glow of the twinkle in his father’s eyes.
Delighted that his father saw something in him that would warrant such a glow.
Gifted with the feeling that he held something special enough to cause the man to shine.
And in that moment, the boy saw his future self.
Deciding that one day he would be such a man.