He was like no other man I had ever met.
Wicked smart, funny, good looking and a creative genius.
In my young and innocent eyes he was perfect. Everything I wanted to be.
He could work a room of people. He was a walking encyclopedia of information. He had a memory second to none. He was a dreamer, and a visionary, and was able to keep a worldview at all times.
He did something for me, something I didn’t realize or appreciate until after he was gone.
He was dad, and he gave me vision.
Dad was constantly teaching me, even though I didn’t know it. He was always recommending movies for me to watch. While we watched he would quiz me to see how observant I was. He wanted to be sure I could recognize themes, plots, understand the scenery, the location of the movies. He would say, “What do you see”.
He spent his whole life recommending books to me to read. I just thought he liked to read, but after he passed I realized that the books he recommended provided me a wide view of literature, of authors, and topics. After he passed I realized there was a book he had bought me that I hadn’t read yet. I eagerly read it to find out what message dad was sending me. I got the message loud and clear. Marcy, here is the background information about some widely held beliefs, and I want you to question them, and develop your own opinion. Okay, dad.
Because he was a prolific reader he could discuss almost any topic. I was constantly educated on the politics of the day, current events, theories, sports, you name it. I see now what he was doing. He was giving me a worldview. He was giving me ideas, and a vision of the world that went beyond where we lived, and who he was. That is rare. Most of us can take people as far as we have been, but to take someone beyond, now that takes courage.
He wasn’t afraid to take risks. I loved that about him. I can’t express what that taught my young creative mind, and eager heart. When the world was telling him no, he tried anyway. You see when an idea is born inside of you it has to be expressed. It’s a part of who you are and what you do. He failed as much as he succeeded, and I am proud of him for that. We learn so much from failure, and develop stamina and character. Something few others have demonstrated to me.
Here is the world Marcy, find your place in it. He was willing to let me go. I didn’t get that until I had a child leave home, and join the military. He encouraged me to find my place in the world, and was willing to let me go when I found it. Thanks dad. I get how hard that is to do now. Our hearts want to protect and keep our children near, but our mind understands that they have to find their place in the world, and that place might not be where we are.
We are the first view of the world that our children see. What view are we giving them? Are we equipping them to imagine what life could be like, question the norm, and have a vision for their lives? Are we able to let them go, and find their place in the world? I hope we are. Dad taught me how to do that, and in his honor I will continue to do this with my children.
What do you see, Marcy? I see opportunity, and possibility dad, and I am ready to take the risks needed to realize my dreams.
Love you always,