Big Shoes to Fill
The baby has taken to trying on my shoes for some reason and my friend Vince snapped this photo of him. It’s very cute but for some reason, it also makes me think of my dad.
It’s strange to think that by the time he was my age, my dad already had two kids getting ready close to school age. He was a great dad, very patient and way more stoic than I’ll ever be. But he also made us kids feel proud of whatever minor accomplishment we had achieved. Even now, more than a decade since his passing, I miss that. I wonder if I’m doing okay. But then I see my baby smile and I figure, I guess I’m doing at least one thing right.
