That Foolish Young Man

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I opened the car door fighting the tears but not the memories: my daughter’s delight, as I squeezed into that tiny plastic pool for a swim; all of those fun/uncomfortable rides on that miniature Smurf train; the pride of her cheer-leading and the wonder of watching her become a teenager: The stuffed animals are for decoration, Dad!

And my son: teaching him to go under water by accidentally dropping my keys in the deep end—followed by my pocket change; that glorious day hiking at Pinnacles National; and those treasured chess games that I always lost—and no, not on purpose.

As I finally start the car, I almost smile at the unfair wrestling matches, two against one, and a father that always went down, but never easily.  And next week, my eyes will be tearing again because, you see, there was a divorce. 

Looking back from the height of some decades, it is difficult to believe just how much I did not know, because that divorce is now just one of many regrets.  I wish I could write to that young, foolish know-it-all; if I could just tell him a few things, pass on some simple information.

I wish I could. 

And then did, in this series “Things That Make Life Better.”  HE, of course, wouldn’t be interested in anything that even looked like advice, so it is a good thing I am a story teller, a literary entertainer of sorts, and even he would enjoy the unusual way these solutions are presented.

Perhaps if these posts & books were in his life, that life might have gone a bit better, somewhat easier. 

I’d like to think so. 

Maybe you will too when you see a post like this one: Upping Your Happiness” at this link:

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