While I was watching Matt (16) practice with his volleyball team, a coach (of another team) walked up to me and said, “You spend a lot of time hanging out with Matt. He needs time away from you……I don’t understand why you are still here.”
“I love watching him play and practice. I love the game. And I love watching all the other players practice.”
I felt sorry for the coach who was not a parent, who did not know I was an at-home dad and understand the special father/son relationship I have with Matt.
I’ve had other dads also ask, “How can you sit there for two hours and watch practice? “Don’t you have better things to do?”
Yes. But I choose to spend it watching Matt and his teammates practice volleyball. For me watching Matt (even at the age of 16) develop and improve his volleyball skills is no different then when I watched him grow up during his early childhood years. Being at practice has also given me the luxury of building great relationships with Matt’s teammates.
Every second I spend with Matt (and his brothers) is precious to me.
I’d rather have someone criticize me for spending too much time with my son than for not spending enough time with him.
This incident with the coach and dads reminds me of a story I read about two people who stood in front of a Michelangelo painting.
Person #1 said, “What a beautiful painting!”
Person #2 said, “It would have been much more beautiful to have watched him paint it.”
I feel sad for the coach and other men who just don’t get it.
KOD





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