Happy Birthday Dad!
To the hardest working man I know.
And anyone else who knows him will vouch for that statement!
My Dad has been retired a couple of years (not sure exactly-has it been that long?) but if you asked him that question he would have answers like this, every single day:
"Bailing hay for 8 hours."
"Tapping trees and hauling 300 buckets of maple syrup."
"Chopping and stacking wood."
"Re-landscaping the front yard."
"Pruning an orchard of apple trees."
"Putting up 40 jars of strawberry jam."
Last week I called him-my mom was out of town for a week or two and I was checking up on him. It was about 8 o'clock at night. He said he just got in from chopping wood and was in the middle of making an apple pie. I was ready for bed and exhausted. He is 74! (By the way, my mom flew to Indonesia by herself for 2 weeks because she was asked to train Montessori teachers. See what I'm up against?)
I am happier than heck I have the example of my parents- they taught me and continue to teach me what it means to serve others, to live a full and happy life, to work hard. No sitting around and griping about illness (and let me tell you-my Dad has been through alot health-wise but you would never know it) and the weather and all that old people talk. I laugh to think of my parents on a cruise ship buying gold and sipping fancy drinks and hot tubbing during "retirement". Ha! That will never happen, I'll bet my last dollar on it. And I love it. I'm so proud of both of them.