Yes, I know that Father’s Day is tomorrow. Those of us who are father’s will probably get cards, or visits, or phone calls and those are an opportunity for father’s to receive affirmation, love and recognition from their kids. Yet, this morning driving back from the gym in the lightly falling rain, I was reflecting on how much of a blessing it is to be a father.
I feel like I am extra blessed to have been able to visit my father every week for the past six months and look forward to many more of those visits. But I also am blessed to have both kids and son-in-law in the area and to be able to connect with them almost every week. I have enjoyed the different stages of fatherhood, from those early mornings giving a bottle to one of the kids while watching Canadian arm wrestling championships on ESPN2 (that is what is on at 2 or 3 in the morning in case you were wondering), to watching tennis and concert performances , and to being a sounding board on school and jobs.
For me, tomorrow will be a good day to slow down and enjoy family. We have been on a sprint these last several weeks with the starting gun being the spontaneous purchase of a house, then getting our house ready to go on the market, having a flurry of showings, getting an offer and accepting it, buying furniture for the new house, and yesterday starting the process of changing our addresses. This change of address thing, even though we are only moving 6 blocks away, is a project unto itself and something I plan to write about in a future post.
Father, and Boomer In Transition