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The guys who fear becoming fathers don’t understand that fathering is not something perfect men do, but something that perfects the man. The end product of child raising is not the child but the parent. ~Frank Pittman, Man Enough
Summer is over; we’re coming into fall. It’s easy to see everywhere you look. The weather is changing; stores are putting out their holiday wares and advertising is making the inevitble swing to push us to shop. For me though, it’s all a reminder that another year is nearly over, and my children are getting older. Every day when I leave in the morning I wonder what will have changed between the morning and when I get home, and every day I’m amazed by how much it seems I’ve missed. My babies are growig up, learning, and perhaps what I fear most, yearning for their independence (all while still wanting a hug and a kiss.)
Don’t get me wrong - it’s all wonderful and I wouldn’t want it any other way, but at the same time I yearn to slow things down so that they can realize how wonderful life is and everything that is yet to come. Of course, much of that I want for what they give to me. The love, the laughter, and the happinss are there for me every day. The times when it’s all I can do to contain the happiness in my heart and the love that I have for my family. When everything else is dropping around me - they’re still there, glad to have the attention and time that we give them. They’re my balance, in the scale of my life.
Now, as the stock-market tumbles, home prices plummet and consumer confidence dips, I think about what it means for my children and their future. I’m optimistic and hopeful for so many things, and hope for everyone that they will see the wonder that the earth offers.
Papa
