Dad: The guider and protector (A tribute to my dad)
Dad… Daddy… Pop… Paps… Pa… Papa… Padre… Père… Vater… Fader… Отец (this one is for my sister who is home from Russia)…
Whatever you call him, he is your Father! The captain and protector of the family.
As I reflect on how my father was guiding me in ways that he thought would be the best for me, I now realize that he was right in what he was wishing for me.
In college he wanted me to go for a minor in Geographic Information Systems. Now, there are days when I wonder why I didn’t go after that so that. He always knew the things that I would be interested in. He helped me in ways that I can’t imagine. He let me come up to the school late at night with him and watch him edit video for the school tv channel. That was the guiding light that led me to my current position as a News Photojournalist, something that he guided me to without knowing it and I am very thankful for that. Now if only I had listened to him when thought I could be a baseball pitcher, instead I thought there was a need for a speedy, unable to hit, giving myself a black eye trying to bunt first basemen, and who wants that right?
While the chipmunk is still very young i can not guide him in the ways that I think is right and I know times change so what I would guide him to today would be different then what it will be tomorrow. But I do know that someday, I will do what I can to guide the chipmunk in the right direction.
Having grown up in Kansas we get used to severe weather. Now because of that, my wife would say that I pretty much don’t exist when it comes to severe weather I get in the zone setting up what I call my personal Weather Central, I could bore you with the details about what Weather Central is and does but I’m sure some people would un-subscribe from my blog it would be so boring. But, she can thank my dad for that! Anytime there was severe weather the computer was on… wait wait hold on it was not on because he was afraid of lighting killing the computer. I’m thinking of me that leaves the computer on rain, sleet, snow, hail, lighting, or tornado. So, by him turning that computer off he was keeping us safe. But local weather was always turned on. Growing up in a very rural area he showed me how to interpret weather warnings to know that if we needed to take cover or not. I remember one time in particular, there was a tornado warning for the southern half of the county, and I said we need to go take cover, he said no since we were right in the middle of the county, and we were safe. While he might have been protecting just me, he was protecting the family.
I’ve taken that protectiveness into my life today. I don’t want anything to happen to my family. My wife would think that it seems like I am not protecting us, but really I am. If we are in danger I will do what I can to get us out of that danger. I’ve considered even letting her drive, which as much as I drive and my record at work would say, would be a good idea.
I saw this on Facebook and thought it was very appropriate:
4 yrs-My Daddy can do anything!
7 yrs-My Dad knows a whole lot
8 yrs-My father doesn’t know quite everything
14 yrs-Oh, Dad? He is hopelessly old-fashioned
25 yrs-He knows a little bit about it, but not much
35 yrs-Before we decide, we’ll get Dad’s input first
50 yrs-What would Dad have thought about that?
60 yrs-My Dad knew literally everything!
65 yrs-I wish I could talk it over with Dad once more
Dad, I know you read this, but I want to apologize for all the grief I’ve given you over the last 26 years. I should not have been mad when you didn’t want me to go to a summer long camp and when you wanted to come with me on my very first real world job interview (for vacation not actually coming to the interview with me). I should have listened to you more… like when you wanted me to run cross-country my junior and senior year because you saw a difference in my baseball play because of it. I should have gone for the GIS minor, I should have tried harder to be a baseball pitcher. Over the last few years, our relationship has gotten a TON better than what is was in the past. I’ve come to realize just how much of a good man you were and how much I want to be like you. Liz and I both love how much you are embracing the Grandpa role with the chipmunk, I know that it was strange for you to think of yourself as a grandpa but you’re doing great! You’ve been nothing but a great dad, I wouldn’t be where I am at today without your guidance and your input on the things that you thought I would like doing. While we may have had our struggles you are still my dad and I love you!
Posted on June 18, 2011, in Fatherhood and tagged Baby, Baseball, Child, Dad, Daddy, Family, father, Father's Day, Fatherhood, home, Life, Parent, parenthood, parenting. Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.