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I believe that what we become depends on what our fathers teach us at odd moments, when they aren’t trying to teach us. We are formed by little scraps of wisdom.

Umberto Eco, Foucault’s Pendulum

I think, having run into this problem now for multiple weeks, it might well be time I start writing these posts during the week when I find the free time and publishing them on the weekend. Turns out this family has a lot going on during weekends these days, and I’m always scrambling for time to try and make a post which ultimately makes them not worth the effort. Not a fan.

That said, I had a great weekend with the family. Played games, watched things, and just generally spent time with them. It was nice and, ultimately, exactly what I should be doing over Father’s Day. Being a dad. Loving it.

I don’t thank God nearly enough for everything I have. There’s so much love in this family, both immediate and extended, it’s nothing but a blessing. The way I was raised, the people I’ve gathered into my life, the talents and chances I’ve had – what can it be, really, but a blessing? Honestly, I’m just so joyful at where I’ve arrived in life, whether things have gone the way I’d hoped or not. I’ve got so many goals still, and so many little hang-ups and annoyances, but they’re minuscule in comparison to what I have. That recognition – that understanding – is so very important to keep front and center. None of this is borne from me. I’m not in control, no matter how much I try to say I am and gear my life toward the idea. It’s all given to God, and all from Him.

If I have one wish on this Father’s Day, it’s that more people accepted the blessings they have. The world is so negative lately, so geared toward focusing on every way things are terrible and tragic, on how many things can and must improve, that we never take the time to be grateful for what we have. A little humility and a little joy. They go a long ways.

Thank you, everyone reading this. Thank you, those of you who don’t but have played some role in the shaping of my life. Every single one of you have meant the world to me, and you will continue to, even if I’m terrible at letting you know it.

Anyway, that’s all just a quick little note of thanks. Time for me to get back to the fam. I’ll see you all next week. Until then, have a blessed one.

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The upstairs is now reorganized and mostly polished off, but unfortunately it wasn’t in enough time for me getting a build done. Is what it is. 2 weeks behind now. We’ll get there.