Happy Father’s Day, gentlemen!
I’m not a dad, myself, but anytime I’m around children, it always warms my heart just to know that…
none of them are my problem. 😁
But, I salute all you guys out there who were willing to take on the task of raising children. Of being their coach, counselor, disciplinarian, playmate, protector, ATM, and everything else they need you to be, all wrapped up in a blanket of love that just extends forever.
It’s my hope that you are leading your kids by example, living a life of character and virtue, because those children notice when you do.
And when you don’t.
Never stop showing them the right way to live in this world. Forgive them when they mess up.
And apologize when you mess up.
Oh, and have fun with them, for Pete’s sake! Be silly with them. Kids seem to like that. 🤪
If you’re fortunate enough to have a father who loves you, thank him today, and tell him you love him, too.
If, as in my case, he’s no longer with you, remember him affectionately. Look back on the good memories.
And, hard as I know it can be, try to forgive him for the bad ones. Even the best fathers screw up, occasionally.
And, if you never knew your father, or wish you never did, I’m sorry. I have no idea what that must feel like. Father’s Day must absolutely suck for you, and I wish it wasn’t so. You have my heart today. 😔
My dad once told a friend who was about to welcome his first child into the world, “It’s the greatest day in a man’s life when he becomes a father.” And maybe, it is; I’ll never know. But that’s the choice I made, and whether or not you understand it, I’m okay with it. And hopefully, you’re okay with your choice, too.
So, thanks, all you Fathers, Dads, Daddies, Pa’s, Pops, Poppas, Papis, Old Men (ouch), etc. Get in that recliner and snore the day away. You’ve earned it!!
(Oh, and moms, thank you for putting up with these dudes, and their incredibly lame Dad jokes.)
Happy Father’s Day, Dad. 23 years gone, and I miss you, still. Your baby boy loves you. ❤