"I'm His Son"

I went to a barbecue this evening, a party for my dad's work. The people who were there were my parents and myself, along with my dad's co-workers and their families. I thought it was neat that some of those co-workers came up to me and greeted me cheerfully. I think I've met some of them before (at other such barbecues and get-togethers), but most of them I haven't. I am grateful for friendly conversations I had with my dad's co-workers for two reasons:

1. It is clear to me that my dad mentions important events in his family to his co-workers from time to time. I've noticed my mom does that at her work too. This shows me that even as my parents are focused on their work, they have their family as a very high priority.

2. It was nice to receive support for my upcoming internship. I am excited for it, and friends and family have told me that they are excited for me. It was neat to receive some additional support from my dad's co-workers, these semi-strangers.

Overall, I really didn't say very much at this barbecue. But in those moments when I chatted with my dad's co-workers, I felt happy to introduce myself as his son. The smiles on people's faces at this recognition was encouraging, and I am grateful for their support of him and of me.