Been blogging for so long now the little boy whose toddler antics were highlights of early posts is a twenty-something-year-old man who went to jury duty.
It was his first time doing so and it led to some conversations we haven’t had in quite a while.
The gist of it was my reminding him to ask questions about what is meaningful and what is fluff.
There are fewer moments where the kids reach out to me to ask for my thoughts/advice/assistance on things so I very much appreciate those rare opportunities when they come along.
Don’t mistake that to mean I want them coming to me for everything. That is not what I want at all.
It would mean I failed and I am proud to say I didn’t. They are very capable of standing on their own and they mostly do.
But there are still things in life they haven’t experienced or have far less experience in doing than myself so moments creep up.
“Dad, can I ask you a question?”
The answer is always yes but the answers are not as simple as they once were and they have long since recognized that I don’t know everything.
That is ok, they should know I am human and just a man.
But sometimes it is nice to be needed like they did when they were younger. Sometimes it is nice to put those shoes back on and lend a hand.
I like it.
I like watching them grow and evolve. Sometimes hard to watch but mostly good, they are smart and they get it.
Life is some kind of rush now isn’t it.