I watched the Mr. Rogers movie last night and it hit me pretty hard. Made me realize how cold and callus I am. How non empathic I am to the majority of the world, the views, and daily thoughts. My heart is anyway is, at least most days, non responsive. Though I do believe it has been earned, and conditioned by the things I’ve both conducted and witnessed. Mans savagery, is hard to come back from. While I know I’ll never not have that inside my soul, it carries a strong rudder on my shoulders on how I try and live now.
As the longer I watched, I understood the message that he hoped and conveyed is that children, at any stage gives us an opportunity to learn, nurture, and love. Not only them, but hopefully in ourselves as well. I can’t say my childhood was anything wonderful. Most of not all of it was pretty terrible if I’m being honest with myself. Now as a father all I invest into is the insurance that these three little people have every possible ability to know love is limitless, know that it’s okay to fail and grow, understand that things are going to be hard, but you have people here to support and guide you. It’s giving a foundation to see the world is not this ugly and constantly defined and segregated mess were blasted by every day.
Watching the movie, hall marked one important thing over and over to me. We as a person, should willingly seek to help one another. Try and bring a smile, comfort, and our own self worth and purpose to others. I want to hopefully instill that into my children. That you, no matter your trails, faults, ups and downs are amazing and have value. That loving openly is okay and being warm and honest about who we are is just as important helping each other.
I hate seeing the world always being conveyed as hard and cold. Yes it is at times and at times unavoidable. However as I have grown older I do feel that a good amount of issues are easy handled by a smile and hand shake and a conversation.
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