Saturday, June 18, 2011

Father's Day

"A father is a guy who has pictures in his wallet
where his money used to be."
--author unknown

As I was making plans to take my sweet hubby out for dinner tonight for Father's Day, I happened upon a couple of blog posts that motivated me to do one of my own. One is by Robin Weeks and the other is NieNie's brother's post on his Modern Mormon Men blog.

I was a single parent for 2 1/2 years after my first husband died. Both of my children desperately missed him, though they were so young (David was almost 4, and Erin was only 17 months) they didn't have the ability to express their sense of loss. It showed up in other ways. I was concerned especially for David because let's face it. I'm a girl. I couldn't tell him how to be a guy.

What helped was I ended up getting married again. While no human being is perfect, my new husband Ed loved these two kids. They are his in every way the three biological sons we've had together are his children. He would do anything for them. In his flawed humanity, he wants only what's best for them and now their children.

David prepared a card for Ed a few years ago before he and his family moved to China to show his appreciation for Ed. It included a song about a stepdad. It made all of us cry.




But I want to continue NieNie's brother's comment in his post about acknowledging Father's Day. This is an issue that can seriously make me angry. My own ward (congregation) would do nothing on Father's Day, and they didn't even have the excuse that it was stake conference as NieNie's brother's ward did.

I went on a little rant during ward council, when I was over activities last year. I told the bishopric and the other ward leaders that not acknowledging fathers Father's Day minimized the impact fathers have on their children. That it was an unspoken sermon on the unimportance of fathers. It wasn't a message I thought we wanted to give anyone.

I shared with them a newspaper article I'd read some years ago where a local phone company had provided free phone calls to prisoners in the local prison on Mother's Day. Men lined up for hours for the chance to call their mothers. It was so touching the phone company offered the same opportunity on Father's Day.

Not one man lined up to place a call. Not one.

This doesn't mean that everyone who ends up in prison had an abusive or missing father. Society is full of people who overcame that kind of parenting without ending up incarcerated. Nor does it mean that good parents can't end up with children who take dangerous paths.

However, it does speak highly about how very influenctial a loving, engaged father can be in the lives of his children. In a world where so many boys and young men don't have a good role model on how to be a man--and just having big muscles or sexual or athletic prowess doesn't make you a man--we need to take every chance we get to acknowledge the ones who are good models of manhood. The bottomline is it takes more to be a father than just being a sperm donor.

I was grateful the ward council took my comments to heart and made sure fathers were acknowledged last year. I hope they do the same again this year.

So on this Father's Day, I'd like to acknowledge the great men in my life. They're great men not because they amassed lots of wealth or worldly praise, but because they were/are loving, engaged, present fathers. My deceased father David (he died 3 months ago); my Uncle Ned; my father-in-law, David; my brother David; my sweet husband Ed; my sons David, Robert, and now Paul, whose wife will have a baby in December; and my wonderful son-in-law Spencer. (I'll be you noticed the plethora of Davids in my family.)

Happy Father's Day, guys!

Thursday, June 9, 2011

Deathly Hallows 2


I'm going to get to see the movie a little early. A neighbor let me know about a local coupon business group that was working to get a 5 p.m. showing on July 14th. Since the 15th is the last day that candidates can file for the local election and I can't leave early, I was stressing.

No more.

SQUEEEE!!!!

Wednesday, June 1, 2011

Day 9 and Karate

Today was Day 9 of the P90X experiment. It's hard, and I have to modify several of the exercises ... and I hurt ... but I love it! I love the way I feel after a good workout. I love the extra strength and energy I feel.

Did I mention that I LOVE it? =D

Last night, after a break of nearly 2 1/2 years, I went to Karate. I'd been wanting to go back for a year, but last summer I injured my back and the dojo was having challenges with a location. We met at a local park and did Karate outside for 2 hours. I'm stiff today, but I also realized how much I've missed it.

Sunday, May 29, 2011

Reflections on Memorial Day

I wrote a post about Memorial on my writing blog. You can find it here.

Thursday, May 26, 2011

Fitness

I've been meaning to get into a more aggressive exercise program for a while. I struggle with a few issues, such as my back, ongoing tendonitis in my elbows and my left ankle, and I've always had issues with my knees. But I hate being weak, and old age keeps trying to make me weak.

Well, I won't go quietly into the night. *grins evilly*

I started P90X Lean this week.



All I can say is wow. I hurt in places I didn't know I had muscles. But already I'm feeling the extra strength I've been wanting.

Now if I could just find some hand exercises that won't also irritate the ongoing tendonitis in my right wrist.

Have I mentioned that it sucks getting old?

Monday, May 23, 2011

Laughter

Need a laugh? Try BYU's Divine Comedy:

Friday, May 13, 2011

Mother's Day

Robert brought little Davey over again, so we got to see the little guy twice in a month. That's exciting. Paul and Kelsey came, too, and Kelsey says she's starting to feel better. That's really good news. Morning sickness can be such a bear.

Ed got me a bike for Mother's Day. I'm excited because I'd like to drive up Provo Canyon and ride down the Provo River Trail. He's hoping we can go together, but he's not sure his knees are up to it. He's got both kinds of arthritis and Fibromyalgia, and it may not be something he can do easily. Some of his challenge is hurting so much. He needs to exercise (mildly and regularly rather than hard intermittently as he does with his handyman projects) more to feel better, but he hurts so much already it's hard to convince him to give it a try. I'm hoping he'll be out of excuses once he retires the end of July. He's counting the days.

I attended a wonderful writing conference last weekend and came away with tons of things to think about while I'm writing. There's so much to learn. Even though I'm a voracious reader, there are elements to writing that I never considered in that capacity. I compare it to an experience I had when I was choir director. They called a young woman who was an amazing pianist ... but she'd never accompanied anyone before. She'd only ever looked at the music in it entirety. I'd need her to play just the alto part (for example), and she had no idea what it was. Even when I explained, it was difficult for her to pick out just that line in the music.

It's the same thing with writing. We may know we like a particular book or don't like another, but besides the plot we may not be able to explain why we like or don't like them.

*sigh*

So much to learn and to try and implement.