A TrueMan’s Marriage – Happy 50th Dad & Mom!
I’ve had a front row seat to one of the greatest marriages in the history of time. Today, my parents celebrate 50 years of marriage! A tremendous feat! I’m extremely proud of my parents and want to publicly acknowledge their love, their sacrifice, and their unfailing commitment. You make me better, you aid my marriage, and I am so grateful for you.
I’ve written (and moreso, spoken) about my Dad on many occasions. He’s an amazing man, and is/was a leading example for me in my pursuit of TrueManhood. He has tons of characteristics that I love and admire, and I wouldn’t be half the man I am today if it wasn’t for him. Here are some of the major highlights:
- My Father loves my Mother unconditionally; everything he does is directly related to my Mother’s well-being, her concerns, her likes, her desires. His example of how a man cherishes his wife is second to none. #awesomehusband
- My Father serves my Mother unfailingly. For the entirety of their marriage, my Father has worked his tail off so that my Mother could have safety, security, comfort, and so that she would be able to do what she was created for. #whenamanlovesawoman
- My Father is the consumate gentleman. As a child, the example of being a gentleman was constant from my Father. My virtues related to being a gentleman (mostly in the area of Justice) is 100% correlated to my Father’s behavior and high standards. #gentleman
- My Father cherishes all women. Sincerely, my Father has a heart of service towards the fairer-sex… never failing to serve a female, no matter what the need may be. He’s always polite, always charitable, always deferent to the women he encounters. I cannot recall, even once, when I’ve seen my Father choose himself over a woman. He has always cherished my aunts and female cousins (there were far fewer of them than male cousins), and treated every female stranger with the utmost respect. #womenarethecrownofcreation
- My Father is a hard worker. Still today in his 70’s, with both knees repaired and a major back surgery, my Father does his own maintenance on his house, takes care of his vehicles himself, serves in numerous ways at his parish, helps me and my brothers, and serves on a non-profit board. The spirit of our bluecollar family, passed down from generation to generation, comes to me from him. #hardworker
I would also be remiss, especially on this most somber of days for America (9/11), if I didn’t mention my Father’s 30-year career serving our country as an enlisted serviceman in the United States Air Force. 30 years! Talk about dedication.
My Mother – I certainly don’t want to leave my Mother out of the conversation… and in fact, I couldn’t talk about my Father without talking about my Mother as well. She is a huge part of my Father’s character. From the moment they met, my Mother has challenged my Father to be who he is. She brings the best out of him, and holds him to the very highest of standards. It wouldn’t be a shock to tell you that their complementarity is so perfect that they make each other more holy; the point of marriage! The perfect way that my Mother fits my Father, and returns his love and service with more love and service, is a testament to her devotion and care for him. They truly are the perfect spouses for one another.
Jesus had Joseph and Mary – the Holy Family. I have Tony and Charlene – great examples of love, service, dedication, and faithfulness. Thanks Dad and Mom – Happy Anniversary!
TrueMan up!
TrueManhood More Realistic with the Help of Good Women
I’m striving for TrueManhood. TrueManhood is what all men are called to, a life of virtue as an imitation of Jesus Christ, the TrueMan. It is the most fulfilling life a man can live. I strive, but I am far from perfect. I fail to live up to TrueManhood, and have a long road towards virtuous living. This lifestyle is difficult, but it is realistic, and it is achievable. To my point, TrueManhood is much more realistic with the help of good women.
This is my Mother’s Day post for 2014. It has been interesting, for me, as I became a father and my children grow older, the shift that has taken place surrounding Mother’s Day. The focus of Mother’s Day, for husbands of mothers of small children, is no longer on their own mother (although we are still grateful and appreciative – Happy Mother’s Day Mom!) but rather is derived from the family’s appreciation and admiration, thanksgiving for, and efforts of “Mommy.” This focus, it seems to me, is led heavily by those things specifically from the father’s point of view. The small children aren’t necessarily capable of intentionally creating, buying, or delivering thoughtful, sentimental, meaningful gifts or performing acts of gratitude, so the responsibility lands on that of the father.
I am notorious for getting the wrong gift, things my wife never asked for, indicated that she wanted, or has any use for. (Not all of my gifts are horrible, just most of them!) I lack originality and romance, sentimentality and thoughtfulness. It is a crippling affliction. This year, I’m writing this post as an attempt at a textual monument to my wife, the mother of my four beautiful children. Words cannot begin to explain. She is a true servant, compassionate, and tender, and incredibly thoughtful. One of my favorite characteristics of my wife is her intentionality; everything she does has a plan and is thought out and most importantly, purposeful. In addition to those, she is never self-centered. She challenges me in so many good ways to raise my level of living, and I am so grateful.
Catherine – you work tirelessly to support me in my endeavors, and are relentless in the rearing of our children. They are incredible because you make them incredible. They are lucky little kids, having you as their mother. I’m the lucky man that gets to call you wife, best friend, and soul mate. Thank you for all you do for us, we can never live up to your example, but will try our hardest.
All of these things speak to the beauty of how men and women are complementary, and that complementarity works to build both sides. For me personally, my wife’s complementarity is the greatest way for me to achieve TrueManhood. She assists me, as my helpmate, to refine me, challenge me, and inspire me to be the man that I so badly want to be, and the man that she and my children deserve. Because we are so intimately connected, as one flesh through our matrimony, her life is my life, and I am all the better because of it.
A single day for our mothers is almost a slap in the face, because there are no words, no amounts of gifts or money spent on them, nor thoughtfulness that we can put into anything for our mothers or for the mothers of our children that will even begin to compare to the love, sacrifice, and total self-gift that these women give, day in and day out. As a small token, for all the mothers out there, please accept this small gesture of thanks.
TrueMan up!