Dads, they’re the best. They can fix your flat tire, your broken heart, and give your the best advice you’ve over heard. I don’t believe that I could be where I am today without my dad saving me when he did at the moments he did with his words, support, and friendship.
He’s the best combination of all things and is the best influencer for education that I’ve ever met. He is always seeking more input and more knowledge. I love that his mind never stops to seek more information. It explains so much about him and his echo into my life.
He’s a typical guy’s guy, so his showing his softer side isn’t always the side I see, even though I know it’s there. Instead his ways is to send me an email about the latest health advice about UC or Crohn’s, or about politics (which I hate reading but I do just for him), exercise, fitness, or the latest in any news he finds compelling and impactful to my life. And every now and then I’ll get an email from him that truly moves me and is exactly what I need when he sends it.
Dads have a superpower vibe that can make you feel like everything will always be great just because they’re there and they’re in your corner throughout all the good and even the stressful things you go through. I know I’ll always be okay because he’s right there as soon as I need him to be in the way I need him to be. I may not always be a fan of it when it’s not what I want to hear but that’s what dads are supposed to do … Parent you and shine the light on the path you’re taking. Not to make you stop along the path nor to change it but to show you what you’re doing right now and where it’s going to lead.
Like I said, dads can fix anything. Even when you’re an adult their insight can change and shape your life just because they’re a trusted advisor. They know. They’re dads so they just know and I love that about them.
Dads are unsung heroes of everyday life.
Here’s the message my dad just sent to me. He’s so insightful and it inspires me to be better.
From “Gift From The Sea” by Anne Morrow Lindbergh
When you love someone, you do not love them all the time, in exactly the same way, from moment to moment. It is an impossibility. It is even a lie to pretend to. And yet this is exactly what most of us demand. We have so little faith in the ebb and flow of life, of love, of relationships. We leap at the flow of the tide and resist in terror its ebb. We are afraid it will never return. We insist on permanency, on duration, on continuity; when the only continuity possible, in life as in love, is in growth, in fluidity – in freedom, in the sense that the dancers are free, barely touching as they pass, but partners in the same pattern.
The only real security is not in owning or possessing, not in demanding or expecting, not in hoping, even. Security in a relationship lies neither in looking back to what was in nostalgia, nor forward to what it might be in dread or anticipation, but living in the present relationship and accepting it as it is now. Relationships must be like islands, one must accept them for what they are here and now, within their limits – islands, surrounded and interrupted by the sea, and continually visited and abandoned by the tides.
~ My dad doesn’t read my blog I think he think’s its this fun little thing I do as though I’m just a little kid drawing pictures and showing him for gratification. Like “Look, daddy! I can color within the lines!” or something.
Well, maybe that’s reality and I’m just sitting over here coloring with words on a blog that he’ll never see. But I do believe I’m sharing the best of him with the world and that is better than any doodle I could ever show him.
My dad:
