While reading page 79 of “Chicken Soup For The Soul: Thank Dads” inside the car on my way home, a close blogger-friend suddenly popped-up in my mind. I remember how in our series of online chat he would discuss about his sour relationship with his dad.
Sensitive topics such as that related to a family always catch my utmost attention. His story about his dad is worth listening. Along our convy, I can strongly feel how he felt disconnected towards his dad. I quickly gauged that there is a clear gap between him and his dad. A gap that was rooted when he was a young boy growing up.
I feel him. I feel how pain still lingers in his heart even at present despite confessing to me that he had forgiven him already. He had attempts to get closer to him but none of his efforts succeeded.
Being a young dad, I somehow understand where he is coming from and there is this “dad’s instinct” in me that wanted to comfort him, that wanted to show him and let him feel how it is to be embraced by the love of a father. At some point I even musingly agreed to him calling me his dad even if it means a bit of awkwardness since I’m just several years his senior.
After we said our goodbyes online, I was thinking so hard how I can help him deal with his situation. Though at some point, I also thought that maybe I'm also a bit in intrusion of his (their) privacy. Even when in my mind, I had the purest of intention.
Honestly, I find myself at a rescue of someone longing for a dad's reconnection, of someone searching for dad's pure love and care. A sense of being acknowledged, a sense of being given accorded attention for a son.
Through this human-interest story I just had, I was led to transcribe my very first entry for "The 365 Life Lessons Project". And below is the life lesson I learned from hearing the situation of this blogger-friend of mine.
LIFE LESSON LEARNED:
"When opportunity of helping someone deal or face a certain standpoint in their lives, do not deprive yourself to run for a rescue. You'll never know how your words of wisdom can affect them positively. Your words if taken into an optimistic perspective can give them courage and vigor to face their long standing kinship dispute."
How about you guys? Have you had similar situation to the one here in the story? And what effort have you had exhausted to reconnect with your dads? Feel free to share.