Father’s Day. I am at the beach again, this time with her father. It’s not as lonely. Not as “she’s not here in your face” this time. Thank goodness. The air conditioner broke, the microwave needs re-venting, burnt light bulbs require changing and the shower doors have to be fixed. The gutter is still off. Ha, it’s island time and just because it’s been a year since I started seeking a solution does not mean that there has been a resolution. Don’t buy a beach house unless you really want to rotate on island time-in all parameters of your life. Not just when you are sitting on the beach watching the waves.
Speaking of function. She loves Vietnam. She’s posting pictures of herself doing so many amazing things. She loved the caves, especially the pitch black one. But I told you that already didn’t I? Funny, how we perseverate when it comes to our children. How many times did you tell the story about your child’s potty training or sleeping through the night? Or the time he bit your best friend’s daughter in the church nursery? Really. I’m sure that no one thought that story was worth telling more than once. But there you go, rehearsing, perfecting and clinging to those stories about your children as if their lives depended on them being retold.
And they do. Yours and theirs. Your life and the thread of their lives entwined in yours only stays real with storytelling. So I’m telling a story of Father’s Day and three beautiful children who used to carefully but dreadfully wrap homemade ceramics and present them with beautifully colored cards. “Your the best Dad ever. I like how you read to me and cook scrambled eggs. You are fun to play pitch with and especially I like it when you throw snowballs at us but not in our faces.” Our middle son wrote this 4th grade assignment in 2000 when he was 11 years old. It hangs on the walls of our beach house with some family photos. I believe this is the best Father’s Day tribute and that one day he will also be an amazing father. I’ll post it today in honor of fathers all over the world-especially fathers in America, Thailand and Vietnam.
A Nurturing Family An ideal nurturing family is a family that respects one another and there opinions or thoughts. If they have a big change in the house they will ask or vote before someone does it. They will not allow inappropriate movies. Each family should have a certain faith and go to church. They should spend time with there families. They could go on bike rides, fish, go out to eat, or play games (Monopoly) or you could play games outside (football). The kids should be in activities such as basketball, soccer, hockey or skateboarding. Parents should have at least one kid. The parents should tell them to were a helmet, don’t say bad language or make fun of people. Especially parents should not be hypocrites by smoking or not wearing a helmet when biking they must set a good example. They should be healthy and nice but not if punishment is needed. Aso you should donate money and the kids should help around the house.