GuyK is right.
Even though I don't have a rockin' chair on the patio, I do have a heavy wrought iron glider, along with matching chairs ( all well padded, of course ), and a table with four chairs. My cigar table is between the 2 chairs and they face a 25" TV. That is the place most problems are solved...or at the least contemplated.
I am about 50 years younger than Guy, but I still have my moments of reflection...and this post sparked some recollections for sure!
Every time I get into this mode, ol' "blue-eyes" pops up, sans orchestra. Regrets? Sure. Did I do it all my way? No. Songs for the most part are like the movies...that crap just doesn't happen. Like Alan Jackson sings, "...the boy don't always get the girl...here in the real world...." Not that there is always a girl at the core of the situation. Just saying that it doesn't always have a fairytale ending.
To condense a very long story...full of tears and heartache...second guesses....coulda-woulda-shoulda's about my life so far....I was sitting out Thursday night after the 7th 12 hour day of work in a row, borrowing a Bushmill's and an Ashton...pondering life's many twists. Sitting by yourself at a time like that, your thoughts can go both ways. "You did the best you could." "It wasn't that bad." If I could do that over again, I would....." Self-doubt can bite you on the ass and hold on, can't it?
Then my phone rang and my son asked if he could come over...he was "...in the neighborhood. Do you need anything from the store?"
He comes over, we repair to the patio and talk. He just dropped by to let me know..."Dad, I just wanted to tell you that you're golden. I just want to let you know that you were the best dad I could have had as a kid. And you're the best dad in the world. Yep, you're golden."
Kinda makes the problems of the past something I don't mind having had to go through to hear words like that. I didn't do so bad then. Could have done better, something different here and there. But if I had...I might have missed the chance of being the dad to such a great kid person!
I hope those times are in store for me... Congrats "Golden Boy" ;)
Posted by: RedNeck | May 21, 2006 at 06:22 AM
Yeah, those of us who ended with great kids coming out of bad marriages are the lucky ones. Something good comes out of everything, no matter how bad.
Posted by: libby | May 21, 2006 at 08:57 AM
I don't reckon that I would change a thing Marcus because if I di who knows what would have happened and I am pretty happy with the way things are right now. I made some bad decisions but like ole Ray Charles said, I thought I was making the right ones at the time or I wouldn't have made them so no sense in regretting doing something I thought was right. But a man can learn a lot from a simple dose of clap.
Posted by: GUYK | May 21, 2006 at 09:42 AM
That's really cool.
Posted by: Dash | May 21, 2006 at 08:47 PM
Yep... like Dash said.
Posted by: That 1 Guy | May 21, 2006 at 09:19 PM
Holy crap. There can be no 're-dos' in your life. Anything you 're-did' would change your life so that you would not have the kid you have or the relationship you have with him. You have to take it all to have what you have.
Great post. GREAT post.
Posted by: Bou | May 21, 2006 at 09:28 PM
Awww hugs honey!
Posted by: livey | May 22, 2006 at 02:30 PM
shit, shit
what are the chances that YOU and I have great kids? prolly not so good. thanks for hoggin the good end of the parental bell curve. i'll have my boys send you a postcard from prison.
laters
Posted by: shoe | May 22, 2006 at 04:01 PM
Well done!
Posted by: h | May 23, 2006 at 09:32 AM
.. post, dammit... you slacker... get to it...
Posted by: Eric | May 25, 2006 at 07:17 PM
That's a great post. Looks like you made yourself a pretty good kid. Congrats.
Bob
Posted by: Bob Baird | May 28, 2006 at 03:29 AM