Father's Day

I have for most of my life been a person who bought cameras and took some pictures but then never got the film developed. It is in that vain that you see the only picture I have with all four of us in one frame. My children have also been hard to get in the same place at the same time.

I'm not sure my children know how much I have enjoyed being their father. They should know I love them, but I'm not sure they understand that I have enjoyed being their father. Among the challenges of being a dad, I might have created a false impression that being a father was such hard work that it overcame any enjoyment.

I also have my quirks of nature. I have tremendous joy on the inside, I even laugh frequently on the inside but for some strange unknown reason I rarely show it on the outside. So, when I'm pleased or proud or just having a good time with my children it might be hard for them to know. Marsha and I struggled at times to agree about parenting and maybe that is part of the issue, but we both loved being parents. Marsha was just so over the top obvious about her feelings that I'm sure they knew she enjoyed being their mother, but on this Father's Day I want to reverse the process a bit and tell my children how much it means to me that I could be their dad. Thanks for everything, both of you are a treasure in my life.