Happy Father’s Day to all the dad’s out there. Your role in the lives of your children goes far beyond what many realize. You are the model of your children’s behavior, their ethics and morals when they become adults. The time you spend with them is the most precious gift they will ever receive from you, one they will pass on to their children – your grandchildren – in the future.
I wrote this on my birthday, the 65th one I’ve celebrated. It seems this is a big birthday. At 65, a person is eligible for medicare, senior discounts of all kinds, even property tax breaks if they’ve lived in their home long enough. Well, that is nice, sort of. I always like saving money. It also means I’m old – or at least considered old. Blech! I’m not really interested in any such label – thank you very much. I still feel 19 inside and I’m sticking with that!
I bought flowers to plant in the flower bed and while I was down on my knees digging in the dirt, it hit me that my mom wouldn’t be calling me to wish me a Happy Birthday later in the day. That kind of blows. It’s one of those ‘firsts’ that you don’t want to put in the memory book. My cousins wrote and called, my grandkids and my kids called, my best friend wrote, my daughter took me out to lunch – so those precious gifts of their time are what I’m concentrating on. I’m so lucky and blessed by them.
The marathon second half of June is about to start. I’m sort of inclined to stick my head under some covers and pretend I forgot. My reward for surviving June comes in July – kayaking – and August – visiting family in Oregon. woohoo! This coming fall has a busy schedule too. I’ll just keep on keeping on.