A Lost Habit
September 6, 2016
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Good habits are hard to create and maintain; bad habits seem to hang on quite easily.
I was in the habit of writing about life as dad, with recollections about the moments that comprise daddin’. Then I published the book in 2010 and a lot of detours, bumps and curves came around. I found it is harder to write about being a dad when there aren’t daily dad happenings. Shame on me, because every day I am still dad, and now granddad to four granddaughters and a grandson on the way.
Watching from a distance as the little ones grow is certainly different than seeing my sons grow every day. Also different is observing the growth of men, though I could not be more proud of how the three have grown as men, brothers, dads (two of them), spouses (two of them), productive men of integrity and values. I think back to the letter that comprised most of last chapter of the book — it was to my first granddaughter, and the first copy of the book arrived 48 hours before her birth — and how it described my sons and the type of men they were and were becoming. Six years later, it is clear they are all those things and more.
I have lost the habit of writing about dad moments, and that is a loss to me, my sons and my grandchildren. There are reasons — many that I can think of — that have nothing to do with being a dad that redirected my habit.
Good old habits that have been lost can be re-learned. If you haven’t learned the habit of writing about being a parent or guardian, learn now; if you learned it and lost it, regain it. Treasures reside in the letters, words, sentences and paragraphs.