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Being a father brings lots of lessons

Years ago a small army of children caused a raucous in a restaurant. My only son leaned in and half in jest asked, “Why do couples bother to have kids?”
I saw my chance and took it. “I’ve wondered that a few times myself,” I retorted. A wry smile was the only evidence that my adult son got my point.
My wife and I felt fortunate to raise two beautiful children: a girl and a boy. Like any other kids, they caused us grief and moments of angst of course. But in the bigger and better picture, they were both great kids. I’ll relinquish bragging rights to simply say I have immensely enjoyed being their father.
As young adults in our late 20s, Neva and I were raw at parenting. We didn’t have the infinite resources parents do today. We did have a strong support team. Our parents, siblings and friends who also were raising children helped steer us in the right direction.
Our own parents served as our most positive role models. They taught us to be polite, respectful, truthful and fair. We tried to do the same with Carrie and Nathan, not that what we did or said was perfect or absolutist in approach. We just believed in letting our children explore the world, allowing them to make mistakes as long as their actions didn’t endanger them or others.
We loved and love our daughter and son. We wanted the best for them. But we were realistic too. Living on teacher salaries, we weren’t rich. But we weren’t poor either. Our wealth came not in dollars and cents or stocks and bonds but in enjoying as many life experiences together as we could. Often that meant relating to other human beings and to nature. We traveled, worked, worshiped and played together.
We tried to teach our son and daughter the essential elements required for a successful life. We emphasized the formula of our parents: develop a strong work ethic, be actively engaged in the community, participate in a faith family and embrace the family circle no matter how crazy. To that end we stressed being kind, generous, considerate, curious, questioning, creative, helpful, compassionate, mindful and honest.
That being said, I’m pretty sure my own children have taught me more than I actually taught them. As adults both son and daughter now offer unsolicited advice for personal improvement. I weigh their opinions seriously. Do I have any other choice?
Fatherhood has taught me to be patient with others and myself. It has taught me to laugh at the silliest mistakes and move on. It has taught me to always part with an “I love you.”
Fatherhood has taught me to celebrate both the joys and disappointments life brings. The good Lord knows there are plenty of both. The pleasures of parenthood go far beyond the first time holding your newborn baby. The sorrows speak for themselves.
I know I wasn’t the perfect father. Neither was my dad or any father for that matter. But mistakes and all, I just tried to do my very best to guide my children from birth into adulthood.
That is the purpose of being a parent. Raise your children to be interdependent adults who productively contribute to society. Isn’t that all a father should really expect as a measure of parental success?
To read more The Rural View, visit Bruce Stambaugh at www.holmesbargainhunter.com.

Published: June 12, 2017
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