When you're a child or a teenager, the tendency is to look at your father as a bit of a pain in the neck. But as you grow up, have a career, get married and have a family of your own and face the daily pressures of life as a father, you quickly realize that your father was much smarter, much wiser and much greater than you used to give him credit for.
I resolved to operate every day with that recognition of how precious my life and relationships are to me. But have I had unnecessary arguments in my family since then, have I sometimes "sweated the small stuff," or temporarily forgot the lessons I learned from my surgery? Yes. Still human, I'm afraid.