I am no expert at human behavior, nor have any hint of psychology. So this may come a bit off. But i just feel i have to lay it out. Most of us blessed with parents, who watched us over, and took us by the hand. So much blessed that we took them for granted at times. While i had troubled time with my Dad, as if pretty much everybody else, i come to terms that there can't be anyone better to fit the role as my Dad. But it took me a great deal of time to realize that fact. And i am lucky to be given that much time to figure it out. So this is how our journey written out:
1. The Invincible Heroes
As a kid, there is no presence more commanding than our dads. This is the simpler time when our dad can solve all of our trouble. Answer to our childish questions. and get whatever we wanted. When asked in our class of " Who is your hero?" we firmly and faithfully answered "Dad is our hero!". Because we dont find any reason why not to. A man that can do anything deserve the title of hero.
2. The Inclining Doubt
As we grow older, and the problem your faced were no longer a difficult homework or a bully in playground we become more detached of life-long affection to our dads. Their advice become more and more irrelevant and seems out of touch with reality we are facing. More often than not, we find others form of consolation that seems more understanding to all of our trouble. We spent less and less time home and more on anything that give us sense of unity and belongings more than our old-fashioned dads.
3. The Breakdown
The more frustating times where our question couldnt be answered anymore, our problem couldnt be solved, and our worries was not dealt with greater urgency than what we wanted. This was when we realized that after all, our Dads were no hero. They were someone that also confused, angry, clueless, and tire. This was the part when what our childhood perception of a safe hands to fall on to torn apart. Their advice was not applicable to our problem. Their do and donts was not making any sense. We broke out. We rebelled.
4. The Turning Point
And those decision we made ourselves, wasnt working either. Instead of dissapear our trouble multiplied. Our worries unanswered. Our choice breed another dilemma. And the worst of it, we didnt have any safe place to turn into anymore, as we decided to burn the bridge time ago. And we begun to wonder the "what if"s. What if we listened? As far as less educated nor conservative-minded as we thought our dad were, they could mean no harm. He experienced life thrice, or twice times longer than what we had. It wasnt possible if all of their advice was wrong. It wasnt possible that our hero, wanted us to be worse. And regret, sometimes is not an ugly emotion to be felt. We just want to be home and not anyplace else.
5. The Enlightened Conscience
And yet, after all that we've done, the rejection we shown, our dad didnt show any hesitation to take us back. And that was when we realized how we took them for granted for years. And we see them with the new light. Heroes arent those who dont bleed. Heroes arent those who have greater mind to answer of all question. Dads, for years were putting brave faces for the trouble he might not solved. Acting calm for the problems that he didnt fully comprehend. Summoning great strength to hold all the anger to deal with our arrogance and obedience. And to put up with those kind of things with all limitation they might have, is a feat that only can be done by a Hero. And we just appreciate them more.
It doesnt mean to be condescending. I just felt that many of us confused and as the one that used to be confused i just want to lay it on the table. That is not the stages that everyone experienced as it is different on how people matured. Some learn it straight away, some learn it the hard way. And i feel blessed because of how those stages are done very early for me, as there are others who didnt feel the same way. Unti it is too little too late.
