During the process of an event you don’t take in how great the moment truly is, rap superstar Outkast stated in a song that, “you don’t know what you have until it is gone (Many people have said this but I wanted to quote Outkast for some strange unknown reason).” Recently I have been thinking about all of the amazing moments I have shared with my father, and this picture came to mind. I haven’t Kayak fished with my dad for years; I think this may have been a shot from our last outing together. When my dad used to wake me up in the morning and take me out with him kayaking I didn’t enjoy it at all, I would just complain and act like a punk. Then I moved out and went to college and stopped spending time with my dad, I missed our time together. Over spring break my freshman year of college my parents invited me to spend the evening with them in La Jolla, when I arrived my dad had the Kayaks set out and ready to go, he said lets go out and fish before it gets dark. My dad had thoughtfully brought down all of my fishing equipment even my favorite lures; storm bait! We paddled out and had the time of our lives. Fishing for just an hour we caught more large sand bass than we could count, I of course caught the biggest one (that is until my dad caught an even bigger one a few minutes later). Lately I have been thinking about these cool moments I share with my dad, and how easy it is to forget about these great times. I know my dad reads my blog, so thanks dad for being such a great father, and instilling these amazing memories in my mind. I can’t wait to go fishing with you this summer!
Wednesday, May 9, 2007
My Dad.
During the process of an event you don’t take in how great the moment truly is, rap superstar Outkast stated in a song that, “you don’t know what you have until it is gone (Many people have said this but I wanted to quote Outkast for some strange unknown reason).” Recently I have been thinking about all of the amazing moments I have shared with my father, and this picture came to mind. I haven’t Kayak fished with my dad for years; I think this may have been a shot from our last outing together. When my dad used to wake me up in the morning and take me out with him kayaking I didn’t enjoy it at all, I would just complain and act like a punk. Then I moved out and went to college and stopped spending time with my dad, I missed our time together. Over spring break my freshman year of college my parents invited me to spend the evening with them in La Jolla, when I arrived my dad had the Kayaks set out and ready to go, he said lets go out and fish before it gets dark. My dad had thoughtfully brought down all of my fishing equipment even my favorite lures; storm bait! We paddled out and had the time of our lives. Fishing for just an hour we caught more large sand bass than we could count, I of course caught the biggest one (that is until my dad caught an even bigger one a few minutes later). Lately I have been thinking about these cool moments I share with my dad, and how easy it is to forget about these great times. I know my dad reads my blog, so thanks dad for being such a great father, and instilling these amazing memories in my mind. I can’t wait to go fishing with you this summer!
