On Fatherhood
読了時間: 4 分 A couple of months ago, I made my oldest son cry. Not just a few tears, but full on balling as if he’d been told his mom had died. It started in the car after I picked him up from tennis practice. I arrived a little early so I could watch, and let’s just say I expected more from him. I found myself getting frustrated with his effort and was convinced he wasn’t trying his hardest, not even close. As we walked back to the car I peppered him with questions. Why wasn’t he running faster, swinging harder, more focused? I guess I wasn’t satisfied with his answers because I […]