When did following in your father's footsteps become a bad thing? What happened to marrying a man "just like your father?" Who is to blame for this?
I guess I am a lucky one, and I am finally fully realizing this. My dad has always been my hero... but I didn't realize how lucky I am to have such a good role model. [Don't get me wrong my dad is not a saint but what he taught me, and the things he instilled in me are "who" he is.] I finally realized last night not only is that a good thing... but that I am finally becoming like him... just weeks away from my first child being born.
It happened with such a small event too. My wife and I were up later than usual watching tv. It was about 1:30am and I had to be up in 5 hours for work and just couldn't sleep and didn't know why. I looked outside to see if it was snowing again and was shocked at how bright it was. So bright that I had to go out and just see the moon reflecting... and boy was it ever! It was like the middle of the day. So I begged my wife to throw on her boots and take a walk with me. And there we were, walking outside in Alaska, in the middle of the night, in 10 inches of snow with just the moonlight. That's when it hit me... I was "just like my dad." You see, when we were younger and spending time in Northern Michigan he would do the same thing. Whether it was 430am to go fishing as the sun came up, 2am to watch the Aurora Borealis, he was calling us to enjoy life and to not be afraid. He instilled in us the belief that we must take advantage of what God gives us if for nothing else than to keep that picture in our minds as a testament to His love and His awe inspiring power. As we walked back to the house I just smiled and reveled in the fact that not only was I blessed enough to have a great dad... I was also blessed enough to know well enough.
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