Last night, Angela and I hosted a party for our son Tyler and the new Lee Singers at our house. For nearly four hours, these students played Frisbee, pulled each other across the field in an old kayak with a John Deere Gator, shivered in the cold wind, ate tons of food, laughed and laughed around the table while talking with my wife, and roasted some marshmallows over the fire pit. It was just plain fun.
A few hours after these students returned to their busy collegiate schedules, I was soon to call it a night when my youngest son (Ben) asked "Dad, do you want to go roast marshmallows with me?" To be honest, I was tired and really didn't want to be bothered. My energy had been zapped and my aging body really didn't want to move.
Then I realized what was happening-my 15 year old son wanted to spend time with me. We bundled up and headed out by the fire for a few minutes, downed some air puffed marshmallows and shared in some memorable conversation.
To parents young and old, never grow tired or weary in your task of realtionships. Our children need our energy and priority.
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:) very sweet. something i should work on...
ReplyDeleteI can defiantly relate. I had trips with my Dad 9th grade year..8 hours to and then 8 hours back. We both made the effort to talk and really get to know each other :)
ReplyDeleteawesome bro. Welcome to the blogging world. (or is it welcome back?) Either way, I'm throwing a special request for the "sometimes you got to bite the biscuit" to turn into a blog post. love you bro.
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