Tomorrow is Father’s Day, (as I am writing this). Two days ago my new daughter-in-law sent me a couple of nice cards and a drawing from my grandson. I had not yet realized until the cards came in the mail that Father’s Day was around the corner. Katherine’s, (my daughter-in-law), note inside the ‘father-in-law’ card was very nice and I appreciated the kind words.
I’m not quite sure how old I was when I realized I wanted to be a dad, but I was young. I’m guessing I was in tenth grade, early high school years. Since first grade, I pretty much always had a girlfriend, (read me), so I’m guessing that says something about me. Perhaps it says I need relationships or maybe it says I need a constant 1:1 relationship, like a marriage. I just know that at some point in my life, I always knew I would get married and I always knew I would be a father. I wanted to be a good dad and I’ve always been an observer, always trying to learn – both from good role models and from poor ones. Many a time can I remember some shitty thing my own dad had just done and thinking to myself that things will be different with my own kids. I guess that’s a common thought – repairing the sins of our fathers. Continue reading