The below is a post from a friend of mine and fellow blogger, Mike Andrews Jr. I hope you enjoy it and don’t forget to check out his blog. http://raisingfourkids.blogspot.com
I have always been a big movie lover and crying during very sad parts is nothing strange to me. I cried during Titanic every time I watched it…Even in 2005 when it was released on DVD. I cried when during the final scenes in Revenge of the Sith, starting from when Obi-Wan leaves Anakin to die all the way to the end credits. When I became a father I knew my emotions would be different but I never expected how much they would.
It started when I watched “Horton Hears a Who” when my youngest boy was 1 year old. It was a fun movie and never would I have expected the emotion that would be a part of the movie. As an underlying plot to the movie his a tale of a father and his son. The mayor of Who-ville has 96 daughters and 1 son, Jojo, who is afraid of disappointment his father. On the opposite end the mayor feels he can’t connect to his son because his son won’t even talk. At the end of the movie, Horton makes a speech that ends with, “A persons a person no matter how small.” After this, I am already sort of tearing up. In Who-Ville, while the Horton is protecting the speck from crazed animals that don’t believe him, the mayor gets all the citizens to chant, “We are here!” and make the animals aware they exist. All the citizens except Jojo, who runs off to his secret hide out. The mayor sees this and goes after Jojo and discovers his son has created an amazing place filled with musical instruments, that he is setting off to help make more noise. The two connect and then Jojo runs down to town, climbs the highest tower and sends out a single “YELP!”, that breaks through the clouds and allows all the animals to hear the town. At the point where he “yelps” I have completely broken down into tears. Not because it was sad but because I just experienced the love of a father and his son.
I used to think of this as an example of how I will cry at anything but it was years later when I saw Tangled with my daughter that I realized it had to do with the connection I have to my own children. At the end of Tangled, when the princess is reunited with her parents I was a mess of tears. My daughter wasn’t shedding a single tear yet I couldn’t stop myself. It was quite a thing to see in the movie theater, a 300 pound man with a 9 year old daughter, sitting in stadium seats, in tears because he just saw a happy ending. But the ending was very happy. A father and mother, who had accepted their daughter as being missing, seeing someone that, not only has different hair color but is now a teenager. Parents being reconnected with their child, as a father that was an emotion I connected with.
I used to think it was further sign that I wasn’t a manly guy. That this proves I am not worthy of my friends that own trucks and don’t want kids. Not until I saw tangled did I realize this meant I more manly then them. Being a man isn’t about proving you can lift a lawnmower over your head but proving you can love something and cry about it. Having the passion to take care of your family, whether by working hard to provide or staying home to raise them and being fine when you cry is what truly makes you a man.
Mike Andrews Jr. is a stay at-home dad to 4 kids and a featured blogger for the National At-Home Dad Network at http://www.athomedad.org. He also blogs about health and parenting over at his personal blog at http://raisingfourkids.blogspot.com