Fathers and sons.
Peter David makes a post in his blog about talking to his father on Father's Day, and his children talking to their father on Father's Day, and the "circle of life" effect. This is something like my bewildering concept of I am a father, I am a son, I had a father, I have a son. It's too big for my head to contain.
Anyway, I can't ever have a Father's Day like this, since my Dad died when I was eleven. "No regrets," Gabrielle Lasting once told me, but it hurts to know there is something you can never have that sounds pretty cool.
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I have heard the "no regrets" slogan quite a bit, and it's a statement that I have particular issue with.
Regrets are not something one controls. You don't have the capacity to say that you will never regret anything. Just as you can't say that you'll never be sad or unhappy.
The statement, though, seems to have the undertone of "don't let regret get in the way of anything else." I think that might be where the money lies, as it were.
Anyway, I've said it already (just so no one thinks I'm copping out in a blog comment), but I hope your father's day was terrific, and I wish I could have been there in person for you.
Yeah, I think that's what she meant. Not "don't have any regrets," but more like "don't let them get in the way."
Anyway, we had a great Other Father's Day. I considered wearing socks with my sandals and no shirt with my hand stuck in my pants, but decided that might be going too far.
I also got to talk to my son, which was the best part.
Shocho: is it worse to have a dad and have absolutely nothing in common with him? (I still love him and appreciate everything he's done for me, naturally.) The grass is always greener...
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