I just wrote my son Jordan (on a film set in Namibia) about a close friend who had recently had sex at the wrong time, with the wrong person, for the wrong reasons. On reflecting on this, I wanted to write both of them about my father’s heart on the issue. I thought I would share the letter with you too.
With love from a father.
read more...Some friends of ours in Altensteig have recently been getting fines from the government. Not paying the speeding tickets you ask? Nope, just that they want to home school there kids like we did for nine years while living there.
I recently sent an open letter on there behalf to the Member of Parliment and thought I would share it here.
read more...As my father got older, he eventually got softer. I missed this for almost ten years and just concluded that he was always going to be the same. He went from father to brother, from task oriented working man to relationship focused grandfather, from independent to needy dependent, all of which I missed because I assumed he was never going to change. Man, if communism can rise and fall in 70 years, don’t you think my dad could alter his world view just a little? Well, he did but I thought he never would.
read more...How many people do you know who actually take the time and effort to journal the family history in the form of memoirs? This seems like such a crucial effort in understanding our tribe and our selves. In the last few courses I ran, we gave the students two free phone calls to their grandparents for the sole purpose of hearing their stories. To understand where we have come from.
read more...What could have been an interesting friendship often turns into another painful disconnect because we moved too quickly into realms we are not ready for.
read more...I said, “I’d like to see you if you don’t mind.”
He said, “I’d love to, dad, if I could find the time.
You see, my new job’s a hassle, and the kid’s got the flu,
But it’s sure nice talking to you, dad.
It’s been sure nice talking to you.”
And as I hung up the phone, it occurred to me,
He’d grown up just like me.
My boy was just like me.
They are creative, bold, strong, weak, loving, kind, tough, poetic, resourceful and the list goes on and on.
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