You’ve likely seen the images on Facebook or Pinterest or wherever of a dad doing something fun with his child with a caption that says something like: “this is what a great dad looks like” or “I know what a great dad looks like.” You’ll see comments like these under videos of dads playing with their kids too. When I first saw these I agreed for the most part, but there was something about them that unsettled me.
I started thinking about it the other day, an activity that often gets me into trouble … but one that also saves me every day from living a life less than my dreams. In those moments of thought it dawned on me that as a society we have terribly low standards for dads. If we can look at a dad simply playing with his child and say that he is a good or great dad, then something is wrong.
I was speaking with a friend today, an utterly amazing woman named Pamela MacDonald, and we started talking about daddy activities. I lit up as I started to talk about my list of activities to do with our kids as they grow up. But Pam provided an elegant insight to the conversation. She and I talked about how I could write to my child right now.
This idea makes a lot of sense to me. I used to write love letters on some of my loneliest nights when I dreamed of sharing love with a special woman.
You know those times when you wake up from a dream and you’re still kind of in dreamland. You feel like the dream is real just for a few seconds before you realize you’re dumb (just kidding).
For example: After I got home from teaching ESL in Korea for a year I had a hard time getting my sleeping pattern back in order. One night when I woke up I was beside myself wondering how the heck I was going to make it to class in time … seeing as I would have to fly there! Boy was I in trouble … Lol.