I am making more of a concerted effort this holiday to gather my sons together. In the past, I leaned towards playing the holiday down, as I have so many times in the past. But this year, I feel we all need to look at each other as just men, and try to relate this time, instead of just all the regular amenities associated with seeing and greeting a loved one whom you have not seen in a while.
Of course, I will be attempting to "reel" them in on my concept without them knowing. I think the slightest glimpse that I might be trying to get us to communicate closer, would be met with...."Dad's getting corny now".I have to say that when I write (in words that I can see), my gut begins to crunch as I am jolted to reality that I have 3 sons, not just 2. And to contiually leave my third son out of any of my equations in my life, is always an uneasy guiltful feeling that shows up every now and then.
