my dad
today my father marks another trip around the world. thank you dad for everything you have done for me and for always being there.happy birthday.
i find myself more and more like him everyday. occasionally it scares me. you always see that cliche point in a movie or crappy sit com when the joe everyman says "i can't beleive it, i've become my father"... i've but i've never thought of it that way. for me i've always understood that - one day i will be my father; and for all i know i am right now.
i have trouble when people ask me, a fourth year due to graduate within this decade, what i am going to be when i grow up. i always say "what are you?" and then say that i would like to be that .. or be cute and say "do you have any idea's for me?" truth is that ever since i can remember i have wanted to be a father. it was in gr eleven, with my religion teacher Mr McDonald - no kidding, that was his name. in uni, he told us, they would call him burger .. his first name is Ron... again, no joke - he told us one day that he was going to take a year off from teaching and be a professional dad.
that's what i want to be. work at what ever will support my family and just be a dad. problem is, that now i am completely consumed by my current job that i forget that dream. not that i am a father now, but that i forget the important things .. like family, and friends, and a good fort building evening. i want to be a family man, but sometimes i forget how.
perhaps i will have a fort building evening tomorrow.
for now, thank you dad. and have a very good birthday.
post by jim @ 12:08 AM
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seems to me as though your father raised a great son, I guess that says just how great he must be!
Happy Birthday Mr. Tucker!
WOw. I am impressed (and a little humbled into a realization of my female-centricity) by your goal. I have always had the same ideal (except mom-wise, not pop-wise). I do not want to define myself by my job so much as by my family. As naively idealistic as people always tell me it is, i believe that is the way i will make a difference. By raising children who are happy and will resultingly spread happiness. That is my hope anyway. And as such, when people ask me what i'm going to be when i 'grow up', i say 'happy'. and then they laugh like i've made a joke and i keep eye contact and a straight face until i have made them sufficiently uncomfortable. and i don't feel guilty or weird for doing so, since i feel it my duty to combat inane conversations like "what are you going to be?" anyway. and then i feel sorry for them and i walk away..
This is why, thus far, I have been a nanny by trade. It is a way for me to do what i love, while I'm not yet having my own family. And for others, who are so driven by the need to pigenohole us, the world makes sense again. 'Laura loves children = laura is nanny' easier to blow them off. although, then they feel the need to demand justification as to why someone with my 'potential' would reduce myself to an unskilled domestic job. people are ridiculously blind. it is the most important job there is.
So, what i'm trying to say in this looooong rant is this...we should have a baby together. or, alternately, since i don't even know you, maybe i'll just say...good luck being a dad one day.
I hear ya man. I just want to make some money, buy me a nice cottage with a dock and have a whack of kids that I can have fun with. I get along with kids better than adults. kids are hilarious. and smart. simply smart, if that makes sense. no conniving, no scandal, no inane crap. kids are like little adults minus all the jaded bullshit we acquire. and smaller feet.
you'll be a great dad someday mister murray.. and i can see you having issues when your kid sneaks out for the first time, because you are that damn trusting. its a good thing. but be ready to whomp some ass. or marry a tigress.
ps.. happy birthday papa murray. you're a fine man with a prince of a son. all the best
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