Being Worthy

just me & my best buddy

“That’s My Dad!”

We were watching Thor for the umpteenth time the other day and he told my wife, “my Dad is bigger than Thor!”

On Thanksgiving he was helping me put up Christmas lights at his Grandma’s house. One of the necessary steps in doing so is to throw an outdoor extension cord over the roof. I threw it, and as it landed on the other side I could hear him tell his cousins, with a certain amount of pride in his voice, “My Dad threw that.”

Lately, he’s been joining me in the garage when I do my weight training. I’ll have him count my reps for me, and then ask him if it was good. He has been lifting a bit with me as well. I’ll hear him say “one more, Dad!” and you know I do everything I can for that last rep.

I have taken him to watch strongman competitions in person on multiple occasions. In fact, we were lucky enough to spend a bit of time with professional strongman Brad Dunn once. And from time to time we watch World Strongman competitions on TV. As we were watching one day, I heard him tell my wife, “Dad can do that.” I didn’t correct him.

Later, after I tucked him in to bed, my wife and I were downstairs talking.

“You know, he sees you as big as the strongmen that are competing.”

I guess I had aways got a hint of the sense of pride in his voice when I hear him say “that’s my Dad.” However, when I heard my wife say it as plain as day, it really stuck with me.

Not only do I need to be the strong man my son holds me to be, I also need to be a man of compassion, a good man, a kind man, and a man who isn’t afraid to show his love and his vulnerability. In other words, a true man, with true strength.

One of my goals in life is to live up to the image my son has of me when he says with a certain amount of pride “That’s MY Dad!” And, I expect it will be a goal of mine till my last breath. In my mind, that is just a territory that comes with being worthy of the name Dad.

I am extremely fortunate

My wife and son have been away for the past few days. They went on a trip to see some friends of ours. I have too much going on at work to be able to join them.
A few friends have asked if I am enjoying my bachelor time.

It’s ok, but it has given me time in the evening to reflect on life. Also, it confirmed something I have always known; I am extremely fortunate.

I am married to my best friend in the world, and I miss her a lot.
I am Dad to my best buddy in the world, and I miss him a lot.

Now, don’t get me wrong, quiet time is nice now and then. I think we all need quiet time on a regular basis. It is beneficial to have. But, I’m fortunate to be happily married. I’m fortunate to have an amazing boy who calls me Dad.

Life is good.

Dad’s dream car

Got a text from Mom with nothing but a picture, and the word ‘Wow!’ yesterday:


My Dad has been talking about getting a Porsche for as long as I can remember, so I asked if we’d see that in the driveway. Mom replied “Yup, Dad is purchasing it right now. OMG.”

Cracked me up. Glad he finally went and did it.

A couple hours later, I received another text with a picture:


Look at that. I really need to go visit soon!