Parentage

I had lunch with my dad today. Somehow, I tend to forget what a great guy he is. I remember a time when I would have accepted any conceivable fate so long as it didn't involve me turning out like my father. Now? I don't know. There are elements of who he is that i could stand to be. Some elements, of course, i could learn from and and hopefully avoid - and I imagine he hopes i will also. I can, however, imagine worse fates than being the person he is now.