Feeling happy and goofy
February 2, 2014
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My oldest son–now a dad with two daughters–posted on his Facebook page that his oldest (now three) said, “Daddy, you make me feel happy and goofy,” or something very close to that. After he quoted her, he said that his Father’s Day gift was taken care of…five months early. Father’s Day is every day.
He and his two brothers provided me some sort of Father’s Day every day with things ranging from art (like the many examples in the Daddin’ book) to adventures to a sweet smile to a hearty laugh.
I have stated many times that being a parent is a “catch and release,” process, but it is also a time machine with time warps and “worm holes” that move us from one universe to another, from one time frame to another.
Almost any time that I interact with my sons–now aged 32, 28 and 21–I have the opportunity to feel happy and goofy, too. Whether it is their stories (of joys and sorrows), their humor or their willingness to share, I find myself smiling, feeling younger and sometimes goofy. Sometimes I open my book to simply be reminded of all the times from “back then,” and then to smile because the fun continues.
No matter what life brings, it seems that my sons help me feel happy and goofy. We can do it for our kids, and they can do it for us.