Brendan

It's not everyday that I truly connect with my son.  I don't quite know what it is, other than the fact that he is my first born and having and being around kids has been a growth process for me.  I know that my father and I butted heads for about as long as I can remember.  We just didn't have anything in common.  That has changed over the years, however and we have a good relationship now.  He has actually become someone I go to for advice and friendship, but back to my son.

It was that all to familiar scenario, my son playing and having a great time in the back yard.  I started playing, but I quickly became distracted, grabbed a rake and decided I would get to work on the lawn.  It was at that moment that for the first time in my life, I stopped.  I realized that I was going back to what was comfortable.

Today, I put work aside and I played with my son.  Today we connected.  We played football, I taught him how to catch.  We BBQ'd, I taught him about the coals, turning the meat and how to cook a pork loin.  We sat by the firepit and I learned how to see the world through the eyes of my son.  He was glowing, grinning from ear to ear and it wasn't because he caught a pass from his dad.  He saw that his dad valued him.

Today, I was the one with the reward.  I love you buddy.

Cheers