So, before
we get started today, I figured I better mention that this coming weekend is my
birthday. And I’m going to be out of town. So next week’s installment might be a little
later than expected. But don’t
fret! I’ll be back (said in proper
Arnold fashion.)
Dads are pretty
amazing. Often they serve as the
disciplinarian of the house—which my step-dad often did. But Dads also have a different kind of wisdom
than Moms do. I found my Dads often had
advice on how to survive in the world and thrive in it whereas my Mom(s) were
always there to help me try to make sense of the world—and buy me cool clothes.
I think,
though, that I’ve always kind of had a special place in my heart for my Dad—my step-dad
that is. He helped Mom raise me, and I
know that couldn’t have been easy. I was
far from perfect as a kid, but Dad always pushed me to do better. He helped me to explore areas of life that I’m
not sure I would have without him—like sports for instance. And when my Mom went back to school for
nursing, he became the support network for our lives—helping with school stuff
for both of us.
