I grew up in New Canaan, Connecticut a beautiful area outside of New York City where my father commuted by train to his job on Madison Avenue. Above is the home he built for our family...in 1965. He was just 40 years old and at the top of his game in the rough and tumble world of Advertising. Think the Emmy Award winning tv series, "Mad Men" and that was my dad.
Looking back now, facing my 60th birthday in only a couple of weeks...I cannot help but reflect on what a wonderful job my parents did in raising and providing for my three younger siblings and me. We had it all...and I, for one, have simply been too absorbed with my own life to reflect on how special a childhood I was afforded through the hard work of my loving parents.
My mother and father are gone now..Mom left us over 20 years ago and Dad died in my arms nearly 5 years now. My two daughters are all grown up and have blessed us with 5 grandbabies with two more on the way. My former wife and I remain best friends after parting ways 20 years ago.
Life is many things for all of us. Embrace it now, of course, but once in awhile, think back to your roots and be thankful for what you have been given from those that loved you.