I miss my dad. I remember when I was younger, he used to try everything in his power to teach me everything possible. One minute he had me cleaning the house like I owned it, mowing the lawn, picking up those ugly brown spike balls fallen from the 'big tree, and raking up leaves (and other peoples lawn for my own extra cash). The next minute he had me cooking, taking sewing classes, learning how to write checks and budget money with tithing percentages to both church, myself and the bank. When time permitted, he had me playing basketball on a team, enrolled in gymnastics, and swimming. I was all over the place. That's probably why I am so indecisive now. But one thing that I can say is that he was always there to witness every moment with each of these activities. I really didn't understand how awesome he was for that until now. I look at these guys that I talk to and they look like crap compared to my dad. They think they are doing something great by spending time with their kids and buying them clothes or shoes...as if their kids only require material things and 'quality time' to grow up well-rounded and healthy. There is no way that they could do what my dad did - hell, they can't do much for themselves. I honestly feel sorry for many of their kids because they will miss out on so much...
Friday, March 30, 2012
Reflecting On A Good Dad
I miss my dad. I remember when I was younger, he used to try everything in his power to teach me everything possible. One minute he had me cleaning the house like I owned it, mowing the lawn, picking up those ugly brown spike balls fallen from the 'big tree, and raking up leaves (and other peoples lawn for my own extra cash). The next minute he had me cooking, taking sewing classes, learning how to write checks and budget money with tithing percentages to both church, myself and the bank. When time permitted, he had me playing basketball on a team, enrolled in gymnastics, and swimming. I was all over the place. That's probably why I am so indecisive now. But one thing that I can say is that he was always there to witness every moment with each of these activities. I really didn't understand how awesome he was for that until now. I look at these guys that I talk to and they look like crap compared to my dad. They think they are doing something great by spending time with their kids and buying them clothes or shoes...as if their kids only require material things and 'quality time' to grow up well-rounded and healthy. There is no way that they could do what my dad did - hell, they can't do much for themselves. I honestly feel sorry for many of their kids because they will miss out on so much...
