Once again Fathers Day has come and gone. This year fathers day was rather quiet for me. I ate lunch with my middle son, his wife, his son and my mother in law. It was a good meal and the conversation was pleasant. My wife, youngest son, his wife and their nephew were at children's hospital waiting for emergency surgery on the nephew. The surgery went fine and the child is doing well. I went home after the lunch and spent the rest of the afternoon in a quiet house thinking about the years gone by and my interactions with my sons.
I think if I had it to do all over again, I would be more patient. I think at times I may have pushed my boys to hard to succeed, too hard to grow up, too hard to be what I felt they should be. I would take more time to listen to what they have to say. I would encourage them more in sports and academics. I would be less sarcastic and judgmental. I would take more trips, even if it was just for the day. I would play more games, read more story books, sing more silly songs, laugh more, and show more affection.
I'm very proud of my sons and all they have accomplished. I'm proud of the way each of them has turned out. I think I have a very good relationship with each of my boys but perhaps if I had done things a little different, then we would all be even closer. I'm Dad and I'm just saying
