A Mile In His Shoes
They say you shouldn’t judge a man until you’ve walked a
mile in his shoes. And speaking of shoe metaphors, you’ve certainly left some
big ones to fill. You might think it’s this time of year that is making me
think of you but really my thoughts turn to you in the late hours rocking my
own son to sleep. I think of you when I have to discipline my 3 year old and
wonder whether you felt the same frustration. Did I also bring you to your wits
end? Did you hate having to get mad too? When I sit and watch my boys
experience life in their own way I imagine myself sitting in your spot on the couch
watching me experience life in my way.
Now that I’m a parent with sons of my own, my appreciation
for you grows more each day. I understand the sacrifice. I understand the
patience. I understand the worry. But most importantly, I understand what
instant and unconditional love really is. Thank you for being a role model.
Thank you for being a fan. Thank you for being indestructible. I hope I can be
just like you. Thank you, Dad.
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