(Grand)Father's Day
Ok, time to get a bit mushy.
Not much has changed with Paige recently so there hasn’t
been much to write about. As a result I have been doing a little thinking (ok,
I think all the time) about what raising Paige has actually meant to me so far.
Several people have told me it’s a great thing that Jodi and I are doing by
raising Paige and I usually don’t have much of a response. It feels like I’m
patting myself on the back if I say ‘Thank you’ or agree with them and that
makes me uncomfortable. I’m just doing what needs to be done.
However, I do think it is affecting me more than I expected.
Yes, I’m tired because I’m just not that young anymore and
keeping up with a 2 year-old can be tough.
Yes, I get frustrated with the 2 year-old attitude and have
to remind myself that she’s ‘only 2’.
But the impact hasn’t been as negative as those last two
statements make it sound. To be honest, raising Paige is pushing me to want to
be better. I don’t know if I did a very good ‘dad’ job raising my daughters and
I guess with Father’s Day coming up I’ve been reflecting on that more and more.
Did I do everything I could have to prepare my daughters for
life outside of our home? I don’t think so.
Did I teach them how a man should treat a woman so they don’t
settle for anything less than they deserve? I don’t think so.
Did I know what I was doing back then or how to accomplish
those previous two statements? No.
Do I know what I’m doing now? Not really, but I want to do
better this time. That’s not to say that my daughters aren’t great. I love them
both for who they are and will always try to support them, but I may have
failed them just a little bit and the world isn’t getting any easier so I need
to do better with Paige.
I know Jodi will be the stronger influence as she has
learned a great deal through her work and let’s face it, she’s stronger than
me. I just want to make sure I’m doing what a Father/Grandfather should. So I’ve
lost weight and kept it off. I’m working out. I’m taking risks at work and it’s
paying off (literally and figuratively). I’ve even started thinking about
learning to play the guitar and start singing again. I used to sing to my
daughters every night when putting them to bed and that’s something I hope I
can do again with Paige.
It seems like raising Paige is the lottery win I may have
been hoping for – but I could still use the money too.
Enjoy (Grand)Father’s Day! I know I will.
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