I was flipping the channels the other night (which of course annoyed Amy and put her to sleep), when I happened across To Kill a Mockingbird. It has been over twenty years since I read the book, and many years since I have seen the movie. Reflecting now…I have not seen the movie since becoming a parent. As I watched my love and appreciation for the movie and book switched from a child’s point of view to a parents. My previous viewings and thoughts were focused on Boo Radley, Jem, and Scout. The friendship they forged through small steps, small gifts and mostly imagined was magical to me.  The racial injustice was always palpable and understood.  Never failing to cause the right amount of indignation, sadness, and anger.

As I watched this time, the central character in my mind became Atticus Finch.
A quiet, humble, gracious, and deliberate man. Doing the right thing, regardless of the difficulty and cognizant of the consequences. Loving his children, while teaching them the sad and beautiful nuances of life. Not shielding, but protecting. Not editing, but explaining. There is no submission in the world of Atticus Finch and his children. If Jem & Scout are to become it will be through surrender and love. As the book and movie end, there is little doubt that Jem & Scout will become a tremendous source of pride for Atticus.

I have a new role model. My work as a parent is subtle, and obvious. Allowing the mystery to unfold without interference. Being there when it goes really badly. I must be the best person I can be every day, because my children are watching.

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