Andre Wilson
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Husband, Father, Son, Blogger
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Daughterless Fathers
My wife was telling me about a show on Oprah's network where they discussed "Fatherless Daughters", and how the absence of a father affected their lives. I'd admit, the show topic wasn't anything new to me. I know how important it is for daughters to have a father (or father figure) in their life, but no one ever discusses the opposite. As a father of two little girls, every day they teach me things that I don't think I would’ve learned by having sons. Ask the majority of men today if they want a boy or girl, and most of them will say, "A BOY!" And I will tell you why. Because they are scared. They are scared of the unknown. I still get comments from my male friends (the ones who don't have any kids or have only sons) today saying things like: "Man I don't know how you do it." And my reply is to just shake my head-but in my mind, what I'm really thinking is, "What do you mean?" I feel like the luckiest guy in the world.
By Andre Wilson5 years ago in Families
Take Flight Never Land
Like the majority of homeowners, I usually spend my weekend’s cleaning and doing yard work. My house is located in a neighborhood that consists of stand-alone houses, and condos. Unfortunately, my house is also located on a flight path, where throughout the day you see airplanes, either taking off or landing to and from the airport. One particular hot Saturday, in between cutting grass and pulling weeds, I kept looking up at the sky because it seemed busier than usual. I swear, it seemed like every five minutes there was a plane either going out, or coming in. I don’t know if it was the heat, but I started to day dream a little. I started to think about the people boarding their planes getting ready to go to God knows where. I started to think about the excitement they had in their eyes, as they put their baggage away in the overhead compartment, buckled their seat belt and prepared for flight. As they looked out the window before the plane started to move, I thought about what they would be able to see while in the air and how beautiful it will look. I also started to think about how freeing it would be while the plane cruises above the clouds. At this very moment, is when I opened my eyes. It was like I was shocked with a defibrillator. I really didn’t care that my next door neighbor was now staring at me from a far, or let alone how long he has been standing there. That quick day dream allowed me to make sense of something that have bothered me for so long.
By Andre Wilson5 years ago in Motivation
