~ Donny Astricky
So a birthday comes and goes and I, probably like everyone else, evaluate every year where I am at that moment of time in my life. I for one, can't complain. Wonderful wife, comfortable job, and an angelic cat.
A good deal of my reflection is measured by where my father was at "this" age. I look at the differences, the likenesses, and the variables of both life situations.
Mind you, it's not something I dwell on. I marvel on it for a moment, then move on.
I guess in a natural and instinctual behavior sense, we could nearly pass for twins. I'm not sure where the road forks and where we become separate entities begins, but once the path splits, it seems the two paths distance themselves fast and far.
On this birthday, I mention to Mel that even how much I tend to separate myself from completely being like my father, it slowly creeps up that certain aspects of my life, my work ethics, and my natural instincts seem to mirror him.
Do I mind? Depends sometimes. Depends on the mood, habit or behavior that spotlights itself in comparison.
Personally, I just find it part of the cosmic humor of all things connected in one way or another. That even if I am my own flesh and blood... I am in a lot of ways...
...becoming my father.
I guess perhaps he is the role model I have... and though he has many faults and handles things in ways I wish were different, it seems to be the best one I have for the moment.
Its weird. I never wanted to be like my Dad. But I notice the similarities now too.
Fortunately my boy wants to be like me. At least some of the times.
King, we can only hope he's like you... we need more of you in the world than not.... that's for sure!