hey there everyone -
just a shout out to all my friends and relatives that are also fathers (as well as my father - Hi Dad!)... funny thing, our society, that we set only one day a year aside each for fathers, mothers, grandparents (grandma and grandpa don't even get a seperate day)... and it seems anymore to be just a day to push cards. (at least dad won't check the back to see if it's a specific card manufacturer or not)
here's a thought. try to connect with your dad more throughout the year than just once a year. pick a random day to call him up or go visit and just hang out doing whatever it is you and your dad do. "cat's in the cradle" always comes to memory when i think of days and times like this, yet most of us - even the ones that get choked up over the song - don't ever do to much to remedy the situation. it's always tomorrow, next weekend, no time, etc.
there's always time to *make* time.
is the game really that important? will your house/apartment still be there when you get back? then go! stop reading this email and do something with your life - take control instead of spiraling through life on the h*llmark holiday whirlwind.
life does take place every day, yet so few of us decide to live it. it doesn't take much, unplug the tube, play a game, play some music, go for a walk... heck, go for a sit on a park bench and people watch. those are the moments you will remember when you are old. not what happened on the latest cable series, or who slept with who on the evening police/lawyer/investigator drama will make any difference when your ready to depart this life.
okay, getting off the soapbox. and yes, i'm going home to see my Dad tomorrow.
somewhere between the moron who had nothing better to do than make a movie about himself living on fast food and blimping out, and the nut who's living as if tomorrow didn't exist, there's plenty of room for you and i.
on that note, time to get back to cleaning my apartment so i can actually invite the people i care about over and not have to worry about them breaking limbs tripping over things.
okay, I leave you with one of my truly favorite poems - and no, this is not becoming a poetry room...
"Success" by Ralph Waldo Emerson
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To laugh often and much
To win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children
To earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends
To appreciate beauty
To find the best in others
To leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch,
or a redeemed social condition
To know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived
This is to have succeeded.
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