The power of an ideal
by Jack GrantMany, if not most, of those who regularly read Random Fate already know of the situation with my father.
Even if the recurrence of his cancer is from the bladder and prostate cancer he had in April of last year, the long-term prognosis is not good, and if it is cancer that originated in his pancreas, then he is likely in his last year of life, a year that will not be pleasant, even if I intervene with my beliefs that if there is no realistic hope, then morphine administered liberally until death is preferable.
Yet, the man my father is and has always been is not recognized in any of this, and his deeds and accomplishments need to be acknowledged.
You see, my father has always done the right thing, even when it was inconvenient, even when it was painful, even with it resulted in a loss for him.
My father has been the shining light guiding my life.
Was he perfect?
No, no man is, not for around 2000 years.
But, he did his best.
Can anyone ever ask for anything more?
I have been extraordinarily fortunate, because both my parents, for any problems or faults they had or have, they both have always tried their best for their children, for me and my brother.
What else can anyone expect or ask?
Now, at what is regarded as a young age, “only” in his early 60’s, my father may well die. No retirement, no “golden years” of relaxation.
I have done my best to tell him how much I appreciate his guidance and his example, but it seems inadequate even though I have told him in no uncertain terms. Nothing seems enough compared to what he has given me.
How can you honor the man who has shown you how to be a man; a person who is the best, wisest, and most honorable man you have ever known, a man who set an example you can only hope to follow?
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