Over the last couple days while in Omaha NE on business, I spoke with some of my family who reminded me that a father who never gives up is rarely disappointed.
First, I spoke with my eldest daughter who being a chip off the “young” block had wired up and worked all the Wii remotes so that it would work on the main television with the XBox. She also took care of sending much needed paperwork to her college. In addition, she informed me that she had done a bunch of chores for her mother including mowing the back lawn.
Second, I spoke with my middle child, who had her senior pictures today. She has her mother’s beauty and I am absolutely certain that they are going to be phenomenal! She texted me about the session and I complimented her and am sure that I put a smile on her pretty face.
Third, I spoke with my ten-year old son with whom I do a YouTube channel with, and he eagerly informed me of how summer school went and his final score (won’t know passing until later). He also informed me that his book arrived and he has been reading it. I have a deal with him I will buy him any book if he will read it. And he has been. And he couldn’t wait to tell his dad.
I am so blessed by my amazing children who are all growing up to take all the best parts of their mother and I and drop off the bad parts and become better reflections of us.
The last person I spoke with was my dad. He was excited to hear from me. I always enjoy speaking with him because his is my third best friend (God/Jesus/Holy Spirit, My wife, then Him). In addition to a normal call where we discuss movies, television, politics, religion, you name it, I asked his advise on something. My dad has lived a varied and interesting life that is full of wisdom and experiences that I often draw knowledge from then discuss with my wife on how best to move forward in our life. He has been an amazing asset to my becoming a better husband, father, friend and man of God. I know that when he looks at me he sees someone he is proud of (not pridefully stating, he has told me so).
And all of this talking to family while having to be out of town and out of sight from all of them, just got me thinking about how a father that sticks with it like my father did with me, like I do with my children, a father that sticks with it is rarely disappointed and instead one day finds his children have become better reflections of himself. And that father, like me and like my dad, smiles at that happening.
Thanks DAD!! Thanks my kiddos!! I am so honored to be part of your family!!
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