It has been a rain filled day in Maine, this first day of summer/father’s day and as such it was with ease that we could tear dear old Dad away from gardening duties for this day.

 

Recent Transplant Project by Mark and Avery

Recent Transplant Project by Mark and Avery

 

 

 

Aside from engaging in the seemingly never ending job of gardening and mowing he has also taken on another insurmountable task of chief caregiver of our three children these past 10 years as I have engaged in being the front person for our business, Antiques by Zaar.

 

As such he took over the kitchen (not that I, admittedly, was ever fully engaged there previously) has honed his skills of cooking, and we, as a family, have not only benefited from his culinary delights but also the after dinner “chat sessions” that we all settle into after eating. With schedules as they were in high school, sitting down together as a family for the majority of our meals was not an easy feat and I am proud to say, that because of his diligence, we have that all important dinner time serve as an anchor to our family, and continue on in its importance as they come home for college visits.

 

Mark and the kids enjoying one of his dinners.

Mark and the kids enjoying one of his dinners.

 

Mark playing Santa still

Mark playing Santa still

“Playtime” with the kids has also been his thing. (I did crafts.) He did rough and tumble in the bed, dolphin races and games in the pool, fishing, skiing, bowling, organized family croquet tournaments, board games, breakfasts out and movies up the wazoo. And, even now, as the “kids” are 22, 20 and 19, he just can’t quite give up greeting them Christmas morn as Santa Claus.

 

 

 

Because of his career path it was such that the children had the vast and invaluable experience of growing up with a global perspective not otherwise easily gained. The moves from Canada (Zach was only a few months old when we moved to Canada from Boston MA), to Thailand, Taiwan and finally Maine, helped them to be not only adaptable but accepting of cultures other than their own. They have lived in large cities, in the suburbs and on a farm.  Foreign countries, sub tropical countries and countries where the seasons change as we know them have all been home to them. Now, all in school in Canada, they have come full circle, back to their first “home” country. Your guess is as good as mine as to where they will settle, but I know that they will be fine wherever “it” is.

 

Mark and the girls visiting Peaks Island.  Our first "home" in Maine

Mark and the girls visiting Peaks Island. Our first "home" in Maine

 

Zach and with one of our puppies from our last litter.

Zach and with one of our puppies from our last litter.

They have been kids of a Dad that was for their early years corporate and they have been kids of a Dad that took the plunge to the entrepreneurial world. They have contributed to one of our endeavors by way of assisting with the care of the 6 litters of puppies we had while we ran our hobby business at Peacock Hill Farm; learning responsibility as well as the pain of letting go, but at the same time feeling good about sending off  pups well and to good homes. 

 

And so, on this  Father’s Day, I am taking this moment to acknowledge, Mark Olbrych, the father of my children, Zachary, Arianna, and Avery, and the indelible mark he has made on each of their lives, and will continue to do so as he now forges forward to what is his life, with them launching into their own.

Ruth Olbrych
www.antiquesbyzaar.com

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