Feeling Blessed on Father’s Day

I have much to be grateful for on Father’s Day.

My Dad, William Armstrong, was born in a covered wagon near Boulder, CO, in 1900. He died in 1959, when I was 15, and while I have very fond memories of him, I missed out on the opportunity to truly get to know him after I became an adult.

But I was blessed to have had a second father figure, my Uncle, Arvin “Suds” Selquist, who was born to Norwegian immigrants in 1897. When my Dad left, Uncle Suds stepped into the void and was there for me until he made his transition in 1979.

Both of them made major contributions, each in his own way, in helping me to get started on what has been (and continues to be) a wonderful life journey. I am grateful for the roles they played in my life, and I miss them.

But the cycle of life continues, and I’ve been blessed by the enormous privilege of being a Father (and now a Grandfather!) myself. My two children, Andy Armstrong and Amy Armstrong, are bright beacons of light in the world who inspire me with their wisdom, their life choices, and the courageous ways in which they both are dealing with life’s challenges.

And for almost five years now, I’ve been learning to be a Grandpa. I never knew any of my grandparents, so I have no models to follow in playing this role. But Easy and Cedar are my teachers and joy-bringers, and because they live nearby, we’re able to spend time with each other almost every week and continue the lessons.

I remember thinking, after becoming a parent, that doing so took my understanding of the meaning of love to an entirely new dimension. And the same thing happens as the next generation comes along, as well. Love is what it’s all about, and I’m grateful for the continuing opportunity to experience it and understand it.

Much love to all of you.

One Response to “Feeling Blessed on Father’s Day”

  1. Lynn Johnson says:

    Dear Jack,
    I too love the lessons my grandchildren teach me of how to be and live in this incarnation. Wow, I just thought of your next book,” Life Lessons From My Grandchildren”. Every week I squeal with delight over what one of them says or does when I am babysitting. Yesterday,my little Chelsea came home from school and said” Grandma, I am a genius at math.” What confidence and self- esteem from a six year old!! I can sometimes doubt my choice of shoes for the day.lol . Tyler, my truly genius autistic grandchild will read me one of his brilliant stories he had written that day and say,” Grandma, what was your favorite part?”. He teaches me to find the “best part” of my day and focus on that instead of the challenges. I could go on and on ,but maybe I will write that book.Lol. Looking forward to our meeting in Novemder.
    Love and light,

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