Thanks gents. And, yes, I love my kids (and wife) very much. I can’t imagine not having them…and don’t want to.
I just hope that, when/as they grow up, they are willing to show what they feel, towards their mom and me, like I do towards mine.
I have known people whose families were not that way. I had a friend who said that he was only allowed to show respect or anger, when growing up. As far back as he could remember, the only affection that he was allowed to show his dad was a handshake.
And, of course, I had a couple of friends who came from abusive families. I was/am very blessed.
The turning point for me was when I was 8. I was playing B-ball in the rec league and my dad was dropping me off with the team. He went to give me a kiss and I drew back, very mindful that “the guys” were watching. He stopped, paused for a second, then took me out of earshot of the group. He said, “If you don’t want to give your dad a kiss, you don’t have to. But don’t ever be afraid to show your love for someone. I still kiss my dad. And I don’t care what anyone thinks about it.”
Well, he got his kiss and I got mine. I saw him and my grandad as supermen. Tough as they come. Still do. If they showed affection to each other, it must be the thing to do.
Hell, I still wouldn’t tangle with my dad, but you better believe that he still gets a hug and one planted on his cheek, when I get to see him.
That has, of course, gotten us a few strange looks, in the airport, when picking him up or being picked up. I always find it amusing. Of course, they don’t know we are father and son.
Null, I am in no way a great man. I suck in many aspects of life. BUT, I have an abundance of love for my family and hardheadedness, almost to fault.
Cav, I am sorry for that. I always took my families closeness and affection as the norm, despite knowing better. MrsS’ youth was nothing like mine. She had little to no sense of family. So I have come to truly appreciate what I had and have. And, yes, when we got married, my family took her in with open arms. She was one of us.
The only time in my life that I have sworn at my dad was because of her. I was defending her when I thought he wasn’t being fair. But I can assure you, if I drop dead today, even if we didn’t have kids, they would take her in and make sure that she was taken care of.
At my grandmother’s funeral, poor MrsS had people she had never seen or heard of (that I hadn’t seen in over a decade) coming up to her saying, “You must be Skip’s wife”, handing her babies and telling her that we need to come visit.
Brett - I agree. I respect strength, be it physical, emotional or mental. I respect the hardcore attitude that you pointed out. Unfortunately, it is perceived as weakness to show softer emotion. I’ll stick with my dad’s and grandad’s views on the matter.
Strength and “hardcoreness” are needed in life. But they are needed AT TIMES. Love has to be the universal…everpresent. And I am not talking about sloppy, warm-fuzzy, walk all over me love. But what you “see”/feel when you read Pete talking about his son, or Meat talking about his daughter, Bulldog working with and talking about his son, Steve and his kids and there are more.
Without that, we may as well just mass exterminate ourselves, because there really isn’t any point to living.
Damn…how did I get on this. Sorry so long.