My son, John (Jack) Joseph Williams III, was born on October 10, 2014. If you visit my social media page or run into me, it’s clear how much I love Jack. And most times, you’ll find me quickly veering away from my usual favorite topics of discussion (politics, film, TV, sports, and books) and talk as much as possible about Jack and being Jack’s father.
I’ve been hesitant to blog about my newfound fatherhood, though, for a variety of reasons. 1) I have no wisdom to offer or insight to provide. If anything, fatherhood simply humbles you and makes you more in awe of God the Father and his love for us. Like marriage, you begin to grasp slightly more yet still only a sliver of the all-encompassing love, grace, and sacrifice of God the Father and Christ the Son. 2) No matter what I say, it won’t be as hilarious as Seth’s “10 Things You Need to Know About Babies that Doctors Will Not Tell You.” 3) Fatherhood is the best thing that’s ever happened to me… but I don’t want to be THAT guy.
Yet here I am, a little over three months into parenting, and I’m blogging about fatherhood. What brought me to this point? Well, like most things with me, it all started with George Bailey.
Over the crowded Christmas season, I took a day to head to the local theater and watch Disney’s new release “Into the Woods.” The Meryl Streep-headlined musical is an adaptation of the popular 1986 stage production, which was crafted by theatrical legend Stephen Sondheim. Read more
For those of us who grew up loving film, there are certain moments that are engrained in our minds from movies seen on the big and small screens during our youth. Remember ducking your head below the old theater seats when the raptors chased down children in a massive kitchen in “Jurassic Park”? Or how about shedding that first cinematic tear when Simba lost his dad in “The Lion King”?
For cinephiles of my generation, these images remain just as fresh in our minds as the days we first viewed them. And while the scenery above no doubt sounds common in mainstream reflection of mid-90s filmgoers, one memory I often reflect on surprises others. Read more
The dog days are here. It’s hot. No need to be outside when it feels like absolute death. So what better to do than park it in front of the TV and catch up on some quality television programming before the Fall TV Season begins. Read more
When it comes to of-the-moment teen book series, I’m certainly a connoisseur. I eased through the Harry Potter stories, devoured the Hunger Games trilogy and – yes, sad to say – even gave the Twilight saga a spin back in the day. Read more
When you lose a parent, the first reaction is never one of appreciation. The immediate aftermath is not filled with happiness over all the times you shared and how blessed you were to have that person in your life.
Instead, you tend to focus on what can never be. You think of all the years you have left where you won’t have that parent around to talk to or share memories with moving forward. It’s that notion that leads to most of the heartache you experience when suffering through those first few weeks following a passing. Read more