It’s not the quantity but the quality of the time

It’s true that there will always be a child in each and everyone of us. Many of us have been deprived of things we could have enjoyed in childhood because our families were financially constrained and could only provide us with nothing more than our basic needs. When we become self-sufficient with our jobs, we begin to relish the past and reward ourselves with what we have missed, now that we can afford it. I grew up only with a handful of simple plastic toys and I always looked forward to be with my playmates who had Voltes V robots to tinker with. Now, I’d still like that child who would drag his family to the toy store and mouse around. Things could have been a lot easier if I just have myself to think about. But, now that I have my own family, it’s a totally different story.
it’s a cold hard fact that there are a lot of married men who find the time they spend for work and their leisure activities more exciting than the time they spend with their little children. I know of some who would cherish those moments of closeness with their kids but many would rather leave them with their mothers, grandma’s or worst their "yaya’s" most of the time.
Many men think that if they sufficiently provide for the material needs of their children they have already done their job. But they fail to realize that enrolling them in a good school, and buying them nice clothes and toys are just less than half of their responsibility.
Considering the nature of your work, time management will play a crucial role here. A little for work, a little for the hobby, and a little for the family. If he cannot be around in the weekend, then set a different day. It’s not the quantity but the quality of the time we spend with our family that counts. It isn’t easy, I know. But, time will come when we will never be able to hold those small hands again and kiss those tiny fingers. We may never hear the little giggles and cries. We may never have the chance to carry them on our backs anymore. When that time comes, all we could helplessly do is wish for time to turn back so we can hug them and be with them again. Its never too late, your child could be at home waiting for you. Forget about the night out with your friends today, go home and be a parent. He could be right there sitting beside you. Hug him and tell him how much you love him. Remember, there is always an opportunity to be close to our children. It wouldnt cost us hours for all they need is a few minutes of our time... given unselfishly with love and sincerity.