The two greatest gifts a child can receive are a mother’s nurture and a father’s embrace. The father is a boy’s first hero and a girl’s first love and the father who sees this and responds with his embrace gives his child a gift of incalculable value. So much more than a hug the father’s embrace is the million things a man does in the love of his child. Read More
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The rewards of engaging with our kids by entering their world are rich beyond measure. There is so much beauty and joy we can rediscover by seeing life through their eyes.
When was the last time you danced with your kids?
Where is the image of a real man to be found? Is it in the round-house kick of Chuck Norris or in the decaf latte of the tame metrosexual?
Is masculinity epitomised by the pot-bellied, middle aged, suburban man in front of the sports channel sipping beer and yelling advice to a team of men he has never met, or by the suave wall-street broker in a pin-striped suit? Does the tough inner city gang member embody masculinity or the outdoor man hiking through the wilderness? The image of true masculinity is as varied as the number of people you ask.
Men have been given great responsibility for the lives and families and communities in their care, and they have been given great strength to fulfill these responsibilities.
There are many good men using their strength to provide, nurture, protect and care for their families but unfortunately there are also a great many men who are getting it wrong and causing untold damage in the process. Read More
As fathers we will impact our children’s lives deeply and forever, that is a given, the only choice is whether it will be for good or for bad.
The great privilege of fathering is that you have the power to lay the foundation for an emotionally whole and successful life in your child. Read More
My daughter Blythe.
I adore her. Our passionate love affair has lasted just over fourteen years and shows no sign of waning. Still when I hear her voice, or her name comes up on my phone a smile starts at the centre of my soul and wells up through my being. It wasn’t love at first sight though. The night we first met neither of us was at our best. The details are a bit vague in my mind now but I do remember her crying bitterly and me being thoroughly exhausted. Before the night was over though, she was in my arms. Two days later she moved in and we’ve been together ever since.