Today would be my father's 76th birthday.
Today I'm posting this drawing of him. My last portrait I ever did of a person.
I rarely do portraits. I always think this is something for others who have good
drawing skills but lack imagination, but that's another topic.
I think as a son or generally in life we humans tend to take people for granted.
As long as they are with us, we don't really care. We pay more intention to some
super stars or other cult figures we will probably never meet. But those close to
us, we don't pay attention to. Because they won't run away. They are safely stored
into our portfolio. Those we do not yet own are still interesting. A challenge maybe.
We love reaching for the stars or we look for paradise. Not understanding we are
already there. The paradise is here already. We are living in the middle of paradise.
but once it's gone, we can only realize this. By then it's too late. Television, advertising,
religion, they all tell us we are imperfect. We need to look for something greater.
there are still people much better than us.
Sometimes we should just look at what we have. What we have achieved so far.
Look at it, and be happy with it. It's a hard lesson and I must confess. I myself
have not been able to learn this. I am like most men driven by testosterone, giving
me the hunter instinct. On the other hand I have this restless nature. Probably not
just affecting me. It affects everybody who comes close to me. But that's me.
I hope one day I will understand my father. I hope I can one day.
He would not be distracted by so many things, which we define as our daily life.
he had the ability to see beyond many things. When somebody is more intelligent
in his words than you, whatever the person says sounds like riddles. Because you
have not met that level yet, or you built a box around your head because of sheer
ignorance. Not everything my father said was making sense. As any human, no
matter how hard we try. We will speak at least a minimum 50% about pure rubbish.
But after a person is gone and you are still finding many hints that a lot of his
words which I earlier judged as nonsense are now completely making sense.
That's amazing. It has nothing to do with maturity. Some people in this world
are able to thing out of the box. Think far ahead. My father did not bother marrying
a woman from Ghana in a time interracial marriages were not the cool thing to do.
He did not give me any rules to live by. He just gave me the idea of his highest
With these words I am paying my greatest respect to the god who made me.
Hans Christian Sommer.