Summer's going fast, nights growing colder
May. 2nd, 2004 11:12 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
eyelessgameMy father was 38 years older than me (less 27 days).
Robert's 30 years younger than me (less two months and a few days).
My dad died the year Robert was born - I was thirty. So when Robert is the age I am now, I'll be as old as my father was when he died.
This year I'll become a greatuncle.
And the first presidential election in which I could theoretically have run will be held this year.
Okay, so I may be stretching the significance a bit. :)
When I went to get Josh from his crib this morning, he played and delayed a bit; Robert showed up in his door and said "Happy birthday, Dad." Josh stopped playing, looked up at me, and said "Hahee buhday, Dad." Katie called "Happy birthday, Daddy" from her nest as I left Josh's room with him.
There are far, far worse things than growing older.
Robert's 30 years younger than me (less two months and a few days).
My dad died the year Robert was born - I was thirty. So when Robert is the age I am now, I'll be as old as my father was when he died.
This year I'll become a greatuncle.
And the first presidential election in which I could theoretically have run will be held this year.
Okay, so I may be stretching the significance a bit. :)
When I went to get Josh from his crib this morning, he played and delayed a bit; Robert showed up in his door and said "Happy birthday, Dad." Josh stopped playing, looked up at me, and said "Hahee buhday, Dad." Katie called "Happy birthday, Daddy" from her nest as I left Josh's room with him.
There are far, far worse things than growing older.
