I think that will always be with me. It's that ideal that I am trying to instill in my Son, Zane. If I look closely at the picture I posted here, I can see his greying pattern on my head, which he might comment on was a bit shaggy. In my sunglasses, you can see that I am checking my iPhone for what was going on at work. That's his nose on my face, that's the "A" typical Seiple nose. I'm very proud of it.
In recent years, we have grown apart. This is typical of Seiple's. You move away or lose contact for whatever reason. Time goes by and as the chasm of time gets wider, the sense to reconnect grows thin. We never talked much when I was growing up in his home or when he let me move into his basement when I came back from College. I always knew, though, that he cared. I also had to accept the fact that was how we communicated. My hope is that when I reach out to my kid, he won't drift away as much as I did. I hope Zane will appreciate, not necessarily me; but, will appreciate what I'm trying to teach him before his Mother and I send him out into the world next year.
My status on my surgery is as such: Since stopping the Atenolol pills, my strength has been coming back in bunches. I'm up earlier than before and ready for a productive day. Yesterday, Lisa and I had to bring Erica to Urgent Care because of a bad cough. The sad part of the day is that I got a chance to weigh myself for the first time since July 13th. If my calculations are correct, based on what I weighed before I started my liquid diet on June 26th, I've lost a total of 65lbs. I now have 110lbs to get to my goal weight. That is just with doing what I'm supposed to be doing without working out. I can't wait to go back to the gym. My next appointments are August 6th. I am hoping to get cleared to start working out. I want to get my workout ethic on!
Thanks Grandpa.