"The beginning of love is to let those we love be perfectly themselves,
and not to twist them to fit our own image.
Otherwise we love only the reflection of ourselves we find in them."
Walking past a little mirror in my Dad's house, I caught his reflection.
The reflection of this dear, sweet, wise daddy of mine.
Known how to let me be my self.
Known how to let my brother be himself.
And to love both of us just as we are.
He has parented well.
Helpful, not hovering.
Guiding, not governing.
Answering questions with questions. Teaching us to think for ourselves.
Listening, not lecturing.
Available, not authoritarian.
Always learning and curious, we've watched him change with the times.
I do love this guy!
Linking up with Weekend Reflections and
Sharing a quote with Tabitha for Sunday Citar