So this man is literally living through one of his worst and lifelong fears: something very few of us have to endure. I know that many people are facing worse living conditions both in my nation and in the world, but I can only see what is in front of me. A man confronting his personal terrors with his trademark gruffness. I know he's scared--he's too smart a man not to be--but he's handling it.
On the other side, my own son has grown up tremendously this summer already. Learning how to drive is a rite of teenage passage that carries its own special fears, not all of them confined to the driver. And he's stepped up to the challenge. Furthermore, he's received unexpected but not undeserved honors in the field of umpiring. His supervisors have entrusted him with some responsibilities many adults don't get, and I am proud he's stepping up there. He has also taken it on himself to redesign his own bedroom, and my wife and I enjoyed letting him to that while we listened with amused smiles from downstairs.
My daughter passed her initial teaching certification tests as a sophomore in college, which is FAR earlier than either myself or Sue did. She continues to work hard in school and is doing extremely well (missing straight A's by the narrowest of margins) there. She's rapidly becoming the star of her cohort. She also received a promotion at her summer work and continues to excel there. Lastly, she's painstakingly taught herself the art of drawing, learning from internet videos and books Sue and I have bought her. She drew me a quick sketch about Father's Day on a napkin as we ate hamburgers, and it was a beautiful piece of art.
Something I think many of us forget about Father's Day is that no one can be a father without a mother. I could not be a father (biologically, to be sure, but I mean this in every sense of the word) without my wife, Sue. She's the other half of this equation that is my life and family. I know people throw this kind of thing around casually, but I cannot imagine life without her. The sun comes up, two plus two is four, and I am married to Sue. It's as natural as anything. I know that sounds like I take her for granted, and in many ways, I do. I take it as if she has been "granted" to me. Maybe that's the wrong way to think, but even though I can't imagine any other way to be, I still realize how fortunate I am to have her and to have her love me.
It was truly a happy Father's Day!
Be seeing you!