My dad came down for the day today. My mom's side of the family was having a get together, and because of some old history on that side of that family, he decided to come down and spend the day here, working on putting a new part on the riding lawn mower to make it work (hopefully) and then we played golf together. It was my dad's first time playing golf in about ten years, so considering that he played pretty well. And it was a good time to spend together if nothing else.
As time goes on, the more and more I appreciate and am grateful for my relationship with my father. Besides the “silly” stuff like being the only other Tigers fan or MSU fan I really know and being able to talk to him about those things, I also get to talk to him about politics, religion, marriage, life. As most father son relationships go, there was always some bumps in the road along the way, but now, I can seriously count my dad as one of closest friends, one of my few confidants. He's one of the few people I feel comfortable being open and honest with, one of the few people who truly knows me, all the good along with all the bad. In addition, he remains such a model for me as I go through in my life. Whenever Jackie and I are blessed with children, he is a model of fatherhood for me, a model of the active and participatory father. In my marriage, he is a model of what true devotion is, and how one obtains true strength through sacrifice. In all relationships, his confident outgoing mannerisms and simple ability to relate to practically anyone is something I envy and aim to develop; his constant thirst for new information and knowledge, his desire to understand ideas completely and thoroughly, are all things I strive to emulate; simply put, he remains a strong, good model.
And the more and more I think about our relationship, the more I realize how much something like that should be treasured, and how often I should let him know how much I treasure our relationship.
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