I cannot remember many moments like this with my father. Seven children, two jobs, a tension filled household, didn't leave much time for sharing, caring, or fun. He did have his moments and now as an adult I can appreciate what he could do and share. I tried to be what was expected, so as to please. It was never enough, not from any of us growing up. He had a broken childhood and didn't know any better.
I have found myself over the years striving to still prove my worthiness. These days though, I still recognize that I don't measure up to others perceived expectations and I am okay with that. I am okay with me. To Thine Own Self Be True.
I think your 'me' is pretty damn good!
ReplyDeleteHow nice. Thank you. Lots of work still to do.
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