I made a love seat out of the trunk of a fifty year old oak tree. The patriarch had blown down when a tornado swept through the area several weeks ago. I retrieved several pieces after helping a friend clean up his yard one evening. It occurred to me that this feature in a shady section of my garden is a fitting memorial to a beautiful tree and also to my father who passed away 10 years ago.
He was an oak tree steadfast in his love, playful amidst the tedium of the day, protective in the face of insecurities, diligent in his financial support for the family, determined to pursue an integral life, and generous with the freedom to grow.
It occurred to me that good fathers live out their vital connection with the family daily. It's a matter of actions and will, the authentic pursuit of a life worth emulating.
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