As old age creeps up on me, I’m finding it more and more difficult voicing my feelings without crying like a wimp. I’ve become a sentimental old fart. It has always been a tradition in our family to give chocolate Easter eggs to the kids on Easter Sunday. Unfortunately, with Brad and family being in the UK and Evan in China and Darren and Amanda in Taupo for the weekend, I thought I’d share with you what it is like to be a father of three wonderful boys. This is my “Easter Eggs” to them.
My Precious Sons
You are all very special to me, each with your own unique personalities. I am so proud of you that it is hard to find the right words to describe my feelings.
Brad, you have always been your own man and showed independence at an early age, I attribute this to the fact that we sent you to Uthongathi. Although, I sometimes wonder if we did the right thing. Both Mom and I missed you so much during your years at Uthongathi but we thought it would be good for you, in retrospect, and seeing how you have turned out, I believe we made the right decision. Both your Mom and I are well aware of all the mischief you got up to in your teen years, but I had no doubt what so ever that you would turn out okay. You have not turned out just okay; you have turned out more than a father could ever wish for, you have given mom and I two beautiful grandchildren and you have found a wonderful girl to share your life with. I am very proud to be your Dad, I love you son.
Darren, my middle boy, my cool kid, my boy with the beautiful big brown eyes. You are much more than just that; you are a loving and sensitive person. Your wonderful sense of humour (which you got from Mom) has kept me and Mom in laughter over the years. You have and still make us proud with all your numerous achievements. You have taken the responsibility of marriage in your stride and shown us what I had no doubt about, that you are an intelligent, upstanding, mature and wonderful person. I know that Amanda made the correct choice when she picked you as her husband. Most of all you are my beautiful boy who I’m very proud of and adore.
Evan, my sweet, sweet boy, words cannot describe the feeling of pride I have for you. Your ability to master such a difficult language as Mandarin still leaves me gobsmacked. When I hear you chatting away in Chinese, my heart bursts with pride, it is difficult to fight back the tears of joy. Your musical achievements over the years have brought much joy to all the family. Your keen sense of humour and your good looks makes you very popular with friends and family alike. I think you are one of the bravest people I know and I’m so proud to be your dad, I love you and miss you very much.
Have a Happy Easter.