I don’t read much about football as I’m not a sporty girl. However, this article in today’s New York Times spoke to me. It’s about a group of middle-aged friends and their Sunday pickup games; it reveals what I love about men.
“People say, ‘Why do you spend so much time in the huddle?’ ” Mr. Lupo said. “By the time you tell the seventh guy what to do, the first guy forgot what he’s supposed to do.”
I love when men are confident enough to be humble. I love men who are kind and good. Many men are of course. Yet growing up in a household of six women, I didn’t know a lot of them.
My Dad was the guy who rode me on his back in the pool, brought home chocolate footballs from Rip’s Cigarettes, and held me when my kitten John died in a shoebox, yet I didn’t know really know him when I was young. Now, looking back at photos of a 30-year-old with five little girls surrounding him, I see the man. Doing the best he could to provide for and protect us. Imperfectly, he freely admitted, yet trying.
I came to know and respect my Dad’s humility, his goodness, the love behind his anger, his effort to do the right thing, and to right what had gone wrong.
I’ve spent a lot of time “learning” about men. Books. Classes. Dinners with girlfriends. What I’ve really absorbed though has come through my brothers-in-law, my friends’ husbands, a fair boss, an octogenarian mentor, a funny colleague, and …. a special few.
The few who are committed, honorable, humble and real, and whose paths, I’m grateful, have crossed mine. I look at men with more admiration and wonder now. Nothing melts my heart more than a man speaking from his.
I facilitate workshops and coach the Women’s Circle so that we may feel ourselves as women, fully. I’m inspired by the men in my life to explore even more what that means.
Tags: men
February 23, 2010 at 1:48 pm |
Thank you for the link to a great NYT article, and your excellent and wise words about men…inspiring to this guy.
I got to your site via your facebook page. I got there because, long ago, I named my first son Brenden, after a certain Mr. Kootsey .
February 23, 2010 at 4:45 pm |
Hi, Art! What a nice message. If your son is anything like his namesake, I’m sure he’s a very fine young man. Thanks so much for writing.