Sunday, October 17, 2010
A father's son, a runner, a singer/songwriter...and a very special evening.
It's cool in the morning these days. Today, when we headed out in the darkness, it was just 2 degrees C. My unshod feet felt the cold of the asphalt but soon they warmed up with the quick cadence and the sheer exhilaration of being outside. A family of three deer strolled down the road in front of us, content to share the darkness and the time and the space. A rabbit, nibbled on the long grass on the shoulder, understanding that we would quietly pass and offer no threat.
His book, I Am My Father's Son - a memoir of love and forgiveness, awaits us. It is about the complex relationship he had with his father, Dr. Daniel Hill, well known Canadian activist and the first director of the Ontario Human Rights Commission. At the end of the evening, we had the opportunity to speak briefly with him. He was warm, gentle, and engaging. If only there could have been more time, perhaps an opportunity to share with him a run in the early morning darkness. He's just one of those people that has a story that touches...we felt a connection - in so many ways - and were conscious of what we'd liked to have shared with him, had there only been more time.
We finished our morning run, the sun beginning to rise, with the steep hill back up to our home - thankful for the countless people in this world who have warmed, and continue to warm, our hearts and enrich our spirits. Over the years, there have been so many.
Each of you continues to make the world a better place.