Sunday, June 15, 2008

Father's Day 2008

A happy Father's Day to all that it applies. I felt that I needed to try to make a post today. Yes, today is my first day that I can celebrate the holiday as David's step-father. I could never really celebrate it before (despite that deep dark secret that I posted about quite some time ago.) My mother would still call me on Father's Day before to wish me a happy one but now -- I feel like I might be doing more to earn it.

David is an outstanding boy. Overly inquisitive, very expressive and very concerned about disappointing his mother. I'd say that he reminds me a lot of myself when I was younger but someone please... tell me that I had a mute button on me somewhere. I find myself being strict and sometimes the 'bad guy.' I find my level of sarcasm is sometimes too harsh. Yet, sometimes he calls me Dad. Sometimes it slips, sometimes it seems forced but it reminds me that I have a life to guide.

I can only hope that I do as well as my own father. Yes, I think he was a little cold and a little stern when I was younger. (This may be how it is coming out of me.) But as I got older and became his friend later in life, I can say that he is one of the most giving individuals that I've ever met. There are lots of things I can say at this time about how he's inspired me to betterment but that would take more than a single post. What I can do is wish him a very happy Father's Day as I truly celebrate my first.

5 comments:

LoraLoo said...

Happy Father's Day to you, Martin!

New White Keds said...

Happy Father's Day Martin. I hope that you got to enjoy it for all reasons and seasons and know that you are totally deserving of all the joy you reap from this day.

BeckEye said...

Happy Father's Day!

Psst, I posted a lyrics quiz yesterday you might want to take a crack at.

Fred said...

Happy Father's Day to you and your dad, Martin.

Jenn said...

Happy be-lated Father's Day!

Strict is good! Kids now days are crazy disrespectful, take shit for granted and man I can go on for days. My son fears me, but he loves me and I like it that way.