Look at that picture above. This was maybe day 1 of her at home and I’m already making funny faces in photos. Yes, The First Lady, your father has a hard time taking serious photos… just go with it.
My daughter was born a little over 2 years and 8 months ago and it has taught me so many things. It has changed my perspective on most things and adjusted my priorities significantly. From the big things like understanding a different kind of happiness and sharing love that I didn’t know existed before… to weird things like finding out that I use WAY too much ketchup on my fries and saying things like “but you didn’t even try it” to someone wearing a zebra shirt with a sticker on her hand.
There are times of frustration. More than I would care to admit, but the moments of happiness, pure joy and laughter outweigh them tremendously. One little smile, a question, a look, a stolen moment, and it makes the world an entirely different place. It’s something that I am constantly amazed by. One little person. One little person can mean all the difference in the world.
When I’m on long runs, my mind drifts to what it must have been like for my parents to deal with “little me.” Did they experience the same emotions? The same joy? The same frustrations? Did I ever wear a zebra shirt with a sticker on my hand? Maybe. My dad most likely had me in a baseball shirt… actually, I know for a fact that my dad most likely had me in a baseball shirt. Although for some reason a picture of me in a clown suit comes to mind… at least I think it was me. Maybe it was my sister. We both had long hair and I really hope it was around Halloween. But I digress.
I’m not sure what I’m trying to say with this post. I wanted to write something about it being Father’s Day this weekend and wanted to say how much my daughter has changed my life. Father’s Day may be a celebration of “dads,” but I think it is really a celebration of the children that made us Fathers. Does that make sense? This Sunday, I’ll thank my daughter (and my wife) for making this day special for me. For making my life better and bringing me a different kind of joy.
Happy Father’s Day weekend.