For whatever reason, I've recently realized that the song The Living Years is just about as great a song about fatherhood as has ever been crafted.
For the record this does not remind me of my own
father. While I've written about my father in the past and am
not really all that interested in revisiting things now, I'll simply state that
my father was not in any measurable way a part of my life. He was, in
essence, a kind of "anti-example". If anything, the lyrics
of The Living Years make me think about my own legacy as a
father, as well as others that I know who had fathers that were a part of their
lives.
Here's the thing about legacies though: They are always
written backward in time, likely in a time and place where the mortal coil will
have ceased functioning.
I think the best fathers are very aware of the things they
wished they had done differently, which seems to me to be the real message of
the song The Living Years. I know that there are things I
wish I had done differently, but I also know that at any given moment in those
past times, I was trying to do the best I could. More than anything else,
I tried to simply be present, unlike my own father. I also hope that I
have provided some sense of stability, of reasonability, of order of a sort in
a world that I knew was becoming increasingly unstable, unreasonable and
chaotic. You just need to read the news to see this displayed in
real time.
These days I live in what I've told Ms. Rivers is the
paradox of conscious parenting: You prepare your sons and daughters to be
independent and live out in the real world, making their own lives, which will
often mean that you see them less. While there have been things going on
in my life that aren't necessarily very positive, words cannot express how very
happy I was for my daughters to all be there when Ms. Rivers and I had an early
anniversary get together a few weeks ago. For about 2 hours when they
were there, I was able to be immersed in the very best thing I have ever done
as a human.
In the final analysis, I try to be a humble person, but when
I think about how my children are doing, well, I have to give myself some extra
grace in the pride department.
So Happy Father's Day to all the dads that showed up, did
their best, and have gotten the opportunity to look with pride upon their
children, whether that view be from this world or the next.
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