A Father's Son

Some people have great ideas or revelations in the shower.  Others have them while driving to work.  Still others have them on a walk or even just any old time of the day or at any moment.  I am of the last sort.  I never know when a great thought will hit me.  That is how this one came to be.

My family.  My teddy bears!
Left to Right:
Mom (Nancy), Wife (Rebecca), Son (Josiah), Dad (Marco).

I recently had to remind myself that I am my fathers child.  Dementia has taken who he was away some what.  Sometimes I see the old him, but most of the time he is somewhat different then he was.  So recently I have been reminded of the times in my life where my father really stood out for me.  He would play catch even though I would throw so hard it hurt his hand.  Good thing he had a glove on.  He would take walks with me to the local McD's or to a 7-11 or to the Fire station.  He would build things out of wood and help show me how to do that too.  And the day I chopped the tip of my finger with an ax he rushed me to the house and mom drove us to the ER.  He has done so much for me and sometimes I get so frustrated with how he is.  Then I look at my life and what I do with my son.  And I say, "You know what, you turned out to be a lot like Dad.  A little bit different in my own way, but a lot like Dad."  I am proud to say that I treat my family just like my Dad treated his family.  Now I have to accept Dad where he is at.  Remember the good times we had.  Cherish the moments we have now.  And try to do for my son, what my dad did for me.  Live a life worth living and enjoy my family.  Because that is what my dad did.

So I am going to live my life, enjoy my family and make the most of it.  That is all I can be expected to do.  I will be a living example for my son so he will grow up like me, who grow up like my dad.


John 10:10 (ASV) 
¹⁰ The thief cometh not, but that he may steal, and kill, and destroy: I came that they may have life, and may have it abundantly.