Today I thought I’d write a few thoughts down that maybe one day ill look back on and remember my thoughts and feeling today. I like to do this from time to time to see how much I’ve grown and changed, or stayed the same. It’s a really great experience, and I recommend it to all of you!
The title of Father is one that is very sacred to me. It is held by our own Father in Heaven, him who created us. Sharing such a great title humbles me to the core. I am grateful for the opportunity to be a Father and to do my part to raise children in truth and righteousness. Such a sacred honor does not come easily however; there is great responsibility that accompanies this title.
Growing up, the word Father meant very little to me. I knew I had a Father, but he was never around. We lived in different states. I knew what a Mother was. I loved my Mother. I guess you could say I loved my Father too, I just didn’t know anything about him.
As I grew older, my mom remarried and and a new Father entered my life. This experience was different. I had a Father who lived in the home, and who I saw everyday, but I had no relationship with. There was no bond, playing catch, or discussions about life. So again, my Father role models had not really given me much to go on. This would not all be bad however, as I learned from what I had been given.
As I grew older and matured, married and looked down the future, I knew everything I had gone without, and I knew everything I wanted my children to have. Sometimes the trials in life give us so much perspective our minds cant handle the truths. I believe we must know the bad to enjoy the good. We must have opposition so that we know what success feels like. These trials shape us and form us into who we are to be. These trials alone do not shape us though, we have to make our own decisions as well about who we are to be, and what we are to accomplish, or not.
I would watch my friends Father’s relentlessly. Most teenage kids wanted to be out of their homes away from their parents, but I always enjoyed conversations with their mothers and fathers. They would always inquire about what trouble we were up to or what girls we were dating. I was happy to discuss. I just loved having someone to talk to who cared about what was going on in my life, and who gave honest advice man to man. This was a relatively new thing for me to have on a consistent basis. I always had my grandfather, but we lived states apart so our time was limited. I appreciated my friends parents very much. I don’t think they realize that, even today.
When Ash and I started talking about having children, I would daydream about what that would look like. How we would interact with them. What sports they would play? Would they be athletic and outgoing like me, or kind and beautiful like their mother. What would their personalities be like? Would we have boys or girls? How many would we have? How cool would Father/Son or Daddy/Daughter date nights be! The list goes on and on. I was excited to be a Father, and knew I would give my children everything I could, most importantly my time.
Flash forward, I am a Father, and I can honestly tell you it is even better than I ever dreamed. There is no calling in the world you get more joy out of than that of a parent. How special is it that these little miracles think YOU are their life. It makes me feel like I could fly to moon. Looking into their sweet innocent faces, I only want them to know love and compassion; joy and success. We all know that life will show them the opposites as well, but I know that I will always be there no matter what life throws as them. I hope they always know that I’m going to be at the dance recital, the soccer game, the spelling bee, or even there when they go off to the prom against my better judgment. LOL. The point is I wont be there because its a job, ill be there because its a privilege. Ill be there because I want to be there. Ill be there because I want them to know that nothing comes before them or their mother. They are my life.
I don’t really know what I wrote here or why I wrote it, but hopefully it serves some purpose to my family in the future. Thank you all for your support of our family. I truly appreciate you!
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