This Father’s Day, my wife and kids went above and beyond to make my day special. It honestly was a wonderful weeerkend. Tara, Braxton, and Alex make me the luckiest man in the world. I am truly blessed.
Besides the great time that my family showed me this weekend, I have had some other thoughts on my mind.
I lost my Dad in 2017. His loss was a total and complete shock. To this day, I still can’t believe he is gone. There is not a day that goes by that I don’t think of him. My dad is and was my hero and role model. The great loves of his life were both his family and fishing.
He instilled his love of fishing in my brother and I. His fishing led directly to many kids in our neighborhood going fishing with us. I remember that even if you did not have a fishing rod, my dad would lend the kids one and in some cases give them their first rod.
Later in life, he helped with a kids fishing rodeo. He had rods on hand to lend the kids that did not have their own. At the end of the day, if the kids enjoyed fishing, he started gifting them rods. Seeing the kids catch their first fish brought him joy and he felt that if they had an opportunity to go again, they needed a rod. I later found out that he bought the rods with his own money for that purpose.
Each day, I try to be the husband and dad that my Mom and Dad taught me to be. Their example guides me.
As I think of my dad and kids that need help, it brings to mind another topic that Tara and I have been discussing. We are thinking about becoming foster parents. There are many kids in our country that could use a good home, be it for a little while or for a longer period. Unfortunately, most of our “knowledge” of fostering comes from TV. I honestly wish we had some friends that foster. It might help if we could learn from their experiences.
I think this is something we will do eventually but the amount of trepidation we both feel is very great.
My last thought on Father’s Day, is the current national disgrace happening at our border. Children are being taken from their parents’ arms and placed in prison camps. Most of these illegal immigrants are coming to the US seeking a better life for themselves and their family. In my lifetime, I can think of numerous cases where we as a country have banded together to extend compassion and charity to other countries in the midst of war, famine, disease, and natural disasters. Where is our compassion now?