Many times over the years, I have said that the most important role I have played in my life has been that of being a father. My wife Joyce and I have been blessed with three wonderful children, who are now 25, 20, and 18 respectively: two boys and a girl.
Many people have told me I was a “good father.” While I have acknowledged that remark as the compliment it was intended to be, I also have had the odd reaction that it always carried with it the implication that being a father was a dreary, thankless duty, which it has never been for me.
The secret of being a great parent is not all that secret in one sense. It is about loving your children unconditionally, and, as the old saying goes, “giving them roots and wings.” However, the part about being a parent that is not often discussed in commentaries about parenting is the degree to which we are shaped by the interests our children choose.