Yeah, I’ve been AWOL for awhile on this blog. And for that I do apologize. I understand to have a good blog you need to be consistent and informative…both of which has not been my usual modus operandi over the past several months. Time for that to change…or at least that is a goal for 2017.
I’ve been well…and I’ve been busy with life. Running a business out of one’s home(which I have done for 27+ years) and doing so profitably these days demands lots of time and attention. Not making excuses, but fact is doing the stuff to pay the bills is generally more important than doing the stuff (blogging) that showcases your pastimes in life. I think most people can appreciate that.
One of the things I do not apologize for is spending time with my 8–y/o daughter. When I got married later in life (42) my wife was insistent on wanting to have a child before the two of us got any older. She kept telling me how having kids changes you; not only bringing a relationship closer together, but also changing one’s overall attitude on life. Boy, was my wife correct on that life assessment. Until you’re a parent, you just don’t understand.
But I contend how becoming a parent later in life changes you even more than if you’re a parent in, oh let’s say your mid-20s. When you are a young parent you see a fairly long time horizon and balance out family and adventure accordingly. For me, being a more mature parent of a youngster…it’s just different. It’s not that I don’t hope for a long life remaining (BTW, I turn 54 tomorrow), but I think a more mature parent is just better equipped to appreciate how the best gift you can give a youngster is your time…no matter what is experienced together. If it’s something in the outdoors, even so much the better.
Back when I worked ambulance I used to have a partner who would radio the hospital with a patient report sometimes saying the person in our care was suffering from “TMB.” Most often the doctor or nurse on the other end of that conversation would scratch their head wondering just what the hell that acronym related to in the report. It was simple. TMB stood for “Too Many Birthdays.” Indeed, there sometimes reaches a point where the best way to describe what a person is suffering with is explained by the fact they are getting old.
Yes, we all get old and I have discovered how one of the best ways to feel younger again is to live the outdoors through my daughter’s eyes. Children are like sponges and they want to explore and learn. If you are lucky enough to have the expertise it simply behooves you to find someone with whom to share that knowledge. This past fall when my daughter told me, “Dad, you’re not allowed to go hunting anymore unless you take me with!” Seriously, those words spoken were sweet music to my ears. To have a child who desires to be with you even if it means being cold, uncomfortable and often tired from early morning wake times…well, there’s just no greater feeling in the world.
Truly, I am blessed. If I had extra time or energy that might have once been spent blogging, instead I have been spending it with my child.
She understands how food doesn’t just come from a grocery store. She understands how the process of eviscerating a wild critter can have a certain unpleasantness involved with the process. Moreover, she now accepts that death is an emotional aspect of life and that in nature something must usually die for something else to live.
My daughter dreams of someday being a veterinarian. She loves animals. At even this young age she understands how with that career there are lots of unpleasantness involved in order to strive to improve an animal’s health. Blood is part of what we do…either as hunters or as care providers. The outdoors is the perfect place to mold this understanding which will benefit her later in life whether nor not she actually achieves her career dreams.
Elsie and I have some exciting adventures planned for the coming year. I promise to do a better job posting more of those adventures for everyone to see. Of course, not everything about this blog will now involve my li’l outdoors partner; in fact in 8 days I will be heading off to Vegas for my 26th SHOT Show (Shooting, Hunting and Outdoor Trade). Wow…26 industry trade-shows? No wonder I’ve been tired and hitting the snooze button. Stay tuned….