Sometimes people do things for us and we just don’t appreciate how much they’ve sacrificed to “make it happen.” In this, my second blog, I want to pay tribute to my daughter Katy. She is our sixth and last child.
I remember being told that I was going to be a Father for the sixth time. I was shocked, frustrated, worried, humbled, excited and thankful. Not all at once. No, it was more like waves of emotion that swept over me each time the thought of being the Father of another child entered my thoughts.
When Katy entered our lives, my employer (my best friend at the time) had terminated my position with the company. Actually, it was his Father that fired me, but that’s another story.
This is about Katy. Every Father can relate to what I’m about to say. Katy and I were close until she was about 7 or 8 years old. Then, as if by magic, we weren’t close. Years past. Due to circumstances, I wasn’t in Katy’s life as much as I should have been. Time marched on.
The turning point and worse point for us was when my wife and I had given Katy a computer for Christmas. Seemingly harmless, it was well received. It came to be cursed by Mother who felt she was spending far too much time on AOL than she should. We, that is none of understood that this single act would have such a profound influence on one person.