Let Me Think About It

You know what I admire about my Dad? Well in a society so focused on self. Where when asked for ones opinion, most blurt out words before substantive thoughts can form. My Dad doesn’t, and in fact, is far from this. When asked a question where he may not have a diffinitave thought or answer, he chooses to issue the following statement.
“Let me think about it son”
And indeed my Father will. Sometimes I’ll go several weeks, maybe even a month before hearing about the topic again. But he always gets back to me, and I know that he has been wrestling with whatever question I placed upon him. Trying to do his best to steer me in a direction of value and clarity.
So last night, when my wife asked me a question. What was the body of feedback that I gave her?
“No, its not going to work”
This was a topic that I didn’t know much about, and hadn’t given a lot of thought to. Yet despite this, I still was saying “Nay” with my body language. Closing my mind long before my wife closed her mouth.
I had formed my conclusion rapidly, and was poorer for doing so.
What did I do this morning to start to correct this action? Well I thought about my Dad, and what he would do. And then I did what I should have done in the first place. I sent my wife a text message saying basically;
“Let me think about it”
Love you Dad