Awesome words to me...words of my father. Words I have used on my own children for years. My two boys and their lives outshine any and all manner of storm that comes my way. Their hearts and how they feel put into proper perspective all the little bullsh*t that causes me pain. All that sh*t fades in the light of my ultimate calling..."father". I remember why I never cry over spilt milk. They jar my memory to recollect that there are so many more important things in life that require my energy and attention. Being a good father is top among them. We try so hard as parents not to repeat the mistakes of our own but my father didn't make many and I truly thank my God for such a gift. Tonight, I thank God so much that he gave me someone that showed me how to be there for my own. Not just to be someone that makes sure they have a meal every night but much more than just that...someone they could always turn to. Someone that offers guidance without judgement. Truth is I could never judge my own because doing so means I would judge myself. As young as I am, my memory is still fresh as to how stupid I was at their age lol How could I judge them for being just like their dad lol My babies are growing up and I remain a proud father...even when they fail. I am raising men...to be men. It is truly an awesome endeavor. Wow...
This is one of the main reasons I always say..."I am 37 going on 65" ;-)
This is one of the main reasons I always say..."I am 37 going on 65" ;-)
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