There is a quote or a saying that goes something like this... "any man can be a father but it takes someone special to be a Dad." I have been thinking a lot about what to write about this week. I really wanted to have a topic other than the obvious, but I kept thinking about my dad, my grandfather and the people in my life who no longer have theirs. So here goes...
I think we remember what we want to about people. There are the good times, the happy moments and then there are the sad, hurtful ones that somehow get stuck in our heads. I consider myself beyond lucky to have many more of the joyful memories than the not, but in the end we are all human doing the best we can with what we have. That applies to fathers too. I know for sure it applies to my dad and grandfather.
One of my earlier memories of my dad was us huddled under the dining room table constructing a toy car and train set. My dad, brother and I would spend endless, guttural laughing hours playing under that table. On the other end of the spectrum and laughter was being next to my grandfather's side as he weathered away from the effects of chemotherapy. Regardless the happy or the heartbreaking, both men were and are very strong, loving and ever present. My supermen! My beacon of light!
So today I'm thinking about the happy moments and the impact those men had on me. I am a far better person because of them. My wish for you is that no matter where your dad is you can do the same.
A quick blurb about this week's project. Five (yup five) bathroom vanity tops in a chevron pattern made from white oak. They are destined for a new commercial space in the Bishop Arts District that I can't wait to visit. Man, do they make the shop feel small. However the next task is three conference tables measuring 6' X 10'. I'm not exactly sure how I'm going to manage those, but the universe always seems to assist.
"A truly rich man is one whose children run into his arms, even when his hands are empty."