Father's Day
When the sum comes up very early and there's no way to fall back to sleep it's really easy to just let the mind wander. Today is Father's Day and my first thoughts this morning were about my Dad. He passed away in 1997, but it seems no matter what is going on he always has a presence in the lives of his children. Even today every day drama can have a happy ending if we just remember to "do the right thing". Parents teach their children values, but being a good, no, great parent, comes from imparting common sense and a willingness to follow through on our actions. Dad was always patient. He never got upset (or at least outwardly so) at us for the "dumb" things we'd do. We could always ask him his opinion because he was never judgmental and never forced us to do things as he saw fit. He'd have suggestions on a course of action, which in the hind sight of the moment, would have been a better idea. Once we'd experienced this a few times we'd learned he was a good source for advice. Which gave him a chance to be part of how we built our lives. He was approachable and non-judgmental. What a great support system we had, and never knew it at the time.
Thinking about him as just a regular guy, it's easy to remember him just having fun. He liked to repairing broken things. He really enjoyed finding something in an antique store or garage sale that was, to most eyes a piece of junk, and would have it working again. Not just functioning, but shiny and humming. He loved to garden and would grow the biggest tomatoes I've ever seen. Eating that first BLT of the season was a spiritual experience. He was a very funny person that could see the humor in just about any situation. Learning how to having a positive attitude and finding that we can laugh at ourselves is such a sweet gift. He also loved to dance. Any event that included dancing had him in the middle of the dance floor showing everyone just exactly how it's done. He loved the outdoors. When he went to the beach he just about burst with happy energy. We were always welcome to go hunting and fishing with him, if we wanted to. We learned from him the "greater" outdoors should be cared for and respected. Another great gift to pass along to children.
So time marches on and and it's time to step up to the plate as the adults in our family. To be there for the nieces and nephews, knowing they will not be judged, just gently guided, in hopefully, a direction that is best for them. Read More


