Father's Day and Mother's Day: My Parents

Monday, June 14, 2010. It is the day after father's day, a day when the family pays tribute to Dad. My father died in 2004; my mother died in 1996. In other words, there wasn't anybody I phoned on Father's Day or on Mother's Day. There wasn't anybody I could phone.

It's interesting to note that over the years, no matter what has happened, whether it had been something good or something bad, there was always something special about sharing it with Mom and Dad. Now don't get me wrong, I'm married, I share with my wife but there was something special, familial or primordial about speaking with my own parents. There was a certain connection that came from having grown up with them, from having been raised by them.

Oddly enough, I've realized that our kids want to, will always probably want to speak with us. They probably have the same feelings towards my wife and me. The torch has been passed on and we now have the same role to play in their lives that my parents played in mine.

I'm not sure but this seems like a good moment to play Elton John's Circle of Life from Disney's The Lion King. And so it goes on.

2010-06-14