Way to go, Dad!

In my opinion, we are born with a desire to trust our parents. Our love for our parents is innate. It comes naturally. It’s pretty obvious that not all parents continue to earn trust and love from their children. Some of us, are blessed to be born to good parents. Not perfect people because perfection in people does not exist. But we are fortunate to be born to parents who try. That’s all we really need I think. And in their efforts, they do a pretty good job. We are the lucky ones – if luck has anything to do with it (and I doubt it does).

A few years before my dad retired, I did some calculations. At the time, I figured my dad had driven over a million miles. Enough to go to the moon and back and start on a return trip. In this day and age of globetrotting that doesn’t seem too impressive. The thing about my dad is, he did it one hundred miles at a time.

My dad worked for a local wholesale grocer as a salesman. His route consisted of him selling to businesses in communities 100 miles west and 100 miles north of us. Plus, a few outliers. Three days a week he would head in a different direction and he did it for over 50 years.

When he came home at night he was tired.

I appreciated my dad and how hard he worked to provide a home for his family. When I got older and realized the distance he traveled, I really appreciated him. Or thought I did. My mind computed the facts and I knew he sacrificed a bit for us. My mind realized it.

The other day, I had to drive 100 miles north on church business. It happened to be one of his old routes to the same community that he drove once a week.

When I returned home that evening, I was tired. I didn’t feel like doing much of anything. That was the first time I truly understood my dad’s sacrifice. I received a small glimpse into what he did to provide for his family. And I felt his love. I always knew my dad loved me. But that day, I felt it a little deeper.

So, I just have to say, thanks dad.

2 thoughts on “Way to go, Dad!

  1. Aahh, this is very thoughtful, and probably something a lot of grown up children would agree on! It’s actually impossible to fully appreciate what our parents went through at the time, because we base our understanding of others mainly on our own experience, and we really have none in those childhood years. But I’m sure it will mean a lot to your Dad to know you have grasped the reality of his hard work all those years ago. 🙂

    I remember my Dad cycling many miles to work because he couldn’t afford a car, and in winter I remember him all wrapped up to keep warm on that bike, and him coming home with a very wintry red face from all that cold air, must have been tough on his lungs too, but I’m sure it kept him super fit. I definitely didn’t realise how hard that must have been for him. I think when we were children we kind of thought our parents were like superman, believing they could do anything! 🙂

  2. That’s a very sweet story about your dad. The sacrifices those good parents make that go unappreciated for so many years. Then hopefully, they are appreciated before the parents are gone so that they can finally get their thank yous. Wish I would have said more when I had the chance. But at least I can say them now 🙂

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