How a Family Lives

Fatherhood for me has not always been smooth and easy. Fathers to me tend to equate to my own experiences with my own. Raising a boy like my own son has opened my eyes to allow me to see what it must have been like for my own father who was also raising a boy and trying his best. Raising boys has led me to believe that we, as fathers, are all capable of meeting the requirements to be successful. Moms and boys are another story that I won't go into here, but my own observation of my wife helping raise our 3 year old boy has been interesting to say the least. My whole view and end goal to this life of fathering is that we are raising the next generation, raising people, yes the new people that will take over from us. Part of my goal then is the act of raising confident boys that will stand strong in the next generation.

Raising girls has another feel to it from raising boys. I mean this in that someone has told me that a father in the life of a girl is one of the most important aspects of growing up for raising confident girls. Doesn't raising confident boys mean that fathers only really need to be the man's man? Girl's on the other hand require the presence of a father, a man about the house not just for the sake of it but for finding they are indeed pretty as peaches. If I were reading a newspaper, my sacred event of the day, would I not put down the paper, look at her, have her spin about and finally comment on her beauty and finesse. Now the dress may be a tattery old thing more refined to the dress up box, but it doesn't matter, she is simple impressed by the simple comment from fathers. Moms and boys equate to a similar pattern with roles reversed, but I will save that for another blog later.