Who we are and how we got here are all about the choices we make.That point was driven home the other day when I received a multi-media package from a cousin in Australia.
Although we share a lot of the same genetic makeup, Dom and I have traveled down completely different roads in our lives.
The weird thing is, we cross paths all the time.
Dom lives in Australia and is considered handsome by girls, musically gifted, athletically blessed and probably the most philosophical person I know.
I, on the other hand, have spent more time above the Arctic Circle than in the tropics, have never been mistaken for Brad Pitt, listen to hard rock because there are only three chords to learn and have the body of a philosopher and the mind of an athlete.
Yet Dom and I both share a passion for rock climbing, fly fishing, mountain biking and statuesque brunettes.
As my son Alex sets out on his own path, I try to instill a sense of good and bad, based more on what I learned from my mistakes than any deep moral underpinning.
When Dom flies into Vancouver this July for a summer of fishing, biking and climbing, I hope Alex can see that, no matter what choices we make there are very few—prison, Korean automobiles and heavy metal—that are wrong.
Most are just a difference of perception.
The weird thing is, we cross paths all the time.
Dom lives in Australia and is considered handsome by girls, musically gifted, athletically blessed and probably the most philosophical person I know.
I, on the other hand, have spent more time above the Arctic Circle than in the tropics, have never been mistaken for Brad Pitt, listen to hard rock because there are only three chords to learn and have the body of a philosopher and the mind of an athlete.
Yet Dom and I both share a passion for rock climbing, fly fishing, mountain biking and statuesque brunettes.
As my son Alex sets out on his own path, I try to instill a sense of good and bad, based more on what I learned from my mistakes than any deep moral underpinning.
When Dom flies into Vancouver this July for a summer of fishing, biking and climbing, I hope Alex can see that, no matter what choices we make there are very few—prison, Korean automobiles and heavy metal—that are wrong.
Most are just a difference of perception.
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