I’m used to being the only Dad wherever I go in a sea of Moms. A few days ago I was at my daughter’s basketball game. I sat with my other four children in the bleachers cheering my daughter near a few other Moms. I was near them but not with them. There’s a difference. After all these years I’m still seen as kind of separate from the Moms. And make no mistake I’m OK with that. I don’t chit or chat easily and when asked to do both together, it usually ends badly. After some years of study I’m accepting of the fact that Dads and Moms are just different.
I’m still unable to understand the ability women have of spelunking so quickly into the depths of each other’s lives so quickly, telling each other things I wouldn’t speak of if I was alone in a room.
January 20, 2012 at 9:47 pm
Loved this: And then there’s teaching sons boys to treat girls. A Mom can tell a son how they want to be treated but watching a Dad treat a Mom every single day, day in and day out, with respect and love is still the best way.
And let’s face it, little girls learn how they should be treated by the way their father treats them. That’s a heavy load when you think about it. And I often do. Girls aren’t so desperate to run away to the first person who tells them they love them when there’s a man who’s told them he loves them every day of their lives and has proved it every single one of them.
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January 21, 2012 at 12:48 pm
Love it! It's also how we learn to love and trust God as our Father.