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Sunday, June 19, 2005

I had a wonderful Father's Day.  It started with breakfast in bed, followed by some wonderful presents.  Then it was time to get the yard work done.  I really like the fact that the grass is growing green and luscious, but not so happy about having to cut it all the time.

After I was done with the yard work we headed over to our friends for a Father's Day dinner cookout.  Steak, shrimo and Vidalia onions all cooked out on the grill, along with homemade bread, salad and a few fine beverages.  It was a wonderful day.

11:43:15 PM    

Saturday Lindsey had a competition in Ellenton. She skated much better than the last competition she had. This time it was a smaller group and she finished in 3nd place. Woo Hoo! I was really proud. She landed both of her axels and one of her doubles. She may have landed some others but I was behinf the viewfinder of the camcorder and wasn't exactly sure of all the elements.

Afterwards we spent some quality time at the outlet mall.

11:23:48 PM    



Lindsey's school improved it's score on the wonderful increased Accountability testing program that is the intregal part of No Child Left Behind.

I wonder if this helped.

"Got the final scores today for CHS
Lindsey:
Unweighted: 4.0
Weighted: 4.7222
WOW! (Highest in the class for females-tied with one male student)"


11:10:28 PM    

And then Halley talks about Happy Divorced Father's Day or in my case maybe it's Happy Widowered Father's Day, which makes me recall the way the girls and I have to celebrate Happy Dead Mother's Day :(

10:52:34 AM    

This morning Halley talked about Being Someone's Wife. As I have recently met some divorced women I have wondered why Cindy and I got along better than these women who for some reason or another didn't. Halley talks about being a wife, I agree with the things she says about wifedom. In our relationship Cindy was a smart, intelligent, a scholar as well as beautiful, funny and loving person. She spent many years studying to be a dietitian, and then went on to study more and get a graduate degree in Health Education. She also studied and learned and earned credentials that allowed her to be a Diabetes Educator.

I have a 2 year AS degree from a Junior College that took me almost 4 years to finish going to school at night.

The part I find most interesting is that I ended up with salaries that were two or three times more than the amounts Cindy was able to make in the health care field. But she always worked hard to maintain her credentials and move forward in her career. I think we both had the feeling that there would come a day when all that hard work and study would pay off for her.

In Cindy's case much of this was done while she was fulfilling her role as a mother to our daughters. And that role wasn't just getting the girls off to school and spending the rest of the day relaxing with friends eating bonbons. She volunteered at the girls school, worked many part time jobs in her field, all the while studying and earning continuing education credits to maintain her credentials, and on top of that she did all the usual chores of keeping a house running smoothly. Grocery shopping, bill paying, house cleaning, laundry, car pools, brownie troop leader, etc, etc. In other words she was just like many moms in this world. She was a woman, mother, health professional, and a wife.

So here I was the working Dad that for many years worked long hours developing and installing computer systems. Fresh out of Jr. College with an AS degree you feel like you should take what you can get and make the best of it. I did that for several years working long hours and traveling. When we were ready to have children, both emotionally and economically, I was still working those long hours and traveling. And then I got the call from Cindy in the middle of the night. I was in a motel in Connecticut while on a business trip. She had called to tell me that her water broke. It was a month before her due date and I needed to get there as soon as possible. I called the airline and got tickets for the first flight out which wasn't going to leave until the next morning. I didn't sleep that night. I remember pacing around that motel room all night stopping every few minutes to watch some bizarre old movie that was on TV. It was one of the longest nights of my life. During the night Cindy started into labor and by morning I was calling the nurses station at each stop to see how Cindy was doing. Lindsey was footling breech and they were preparing for a delivery by C-Section. The medical staff said they would wait as long as they could to try and give me an opportunity to get there in time. In the end I only missed Lindsey's birth by a few hours.

I changed jobs when Cindy became pregnant with our second daughter to make sure that I wouldn't have to experience my next daughter's birth over the phone to the nurses station. Cindy's second pregnancy was even more exciting than the first one with Chelsey trying to come way too early at 27 weeks and Cindy spent much of that pregnancy bed ridden laying on her left side. Chelsey ended up being born with a relatively normal delivery and proud dad was in attendance in person rather than by phone.

What does all this have to do with relationships and why Cindy and I had a relationship that was able to survive all those years? I'm not sure, but I think it had more to do with Cindy than it did me. She made me the Father that I am today, and she made my daughters the amazing young women they are. The ones who got up early this morning to make me breakfast in bed, and give me gifts that are more valuable than any present that I could buy for them to give me. :)




10:52:01 AM    

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