John,

This Father’s Day weekend, I really miss my dad.

Cory and his father

He brought such energy to this world and I think it came from his deep soulfulness. My dad experienced hardship and pain and sorrows in his life that I perhaps will never experience and in a way, it enabled him to experience the fullness of his joy.

He shared that joy with the world. He's a guy that never met a stranger and would connect with anyone, often people that others just looked past or didn't even see – the parking garage attendant or the person checking folks out at a supermarket grocery line.

My dad would engage the world with joy and laughter, but if he sensed something, heartache or pain, he would connect with that soulfulness. He’d leave a conversation with the other person feeling heard, seen and nurtured.

One day when I was a teenager, and maybe feeling a bit cynical and jaded, he came over to me, sensing my mood. “Son, there's two ways to go through life,” he said. “You can be a thermometer, or you can be a thermostat. A thermometer just reflects the world. The world is hot, it's reactionary, the thermometer gets hot. The world is cold, it gets cold. But a thermostat, son, it affects the world. Things that are hot, it brings to a cool. When things are cold, that thermostat brings warmth.”

I miss my dad, but I can still feel his warmth. I'm trying every day to be the kind of thermostat that would make him proud.

Whether you get to celebrate your dad or father figures in your life together or in spirit, may you have a blessed Father’s Day weekend.

Love,

Cory