For they are the sultans of my heart.
June 20, 2011

I’ve been thinking for weeks about what to write for Father’s Day.

Do I write about my grandfather?  About my father?  About my husband?

Everything I can think of to say about these men – about the men who created me, who love and appreciate me unconditionally, who give of themselves freely, who adore my child beyond measure – seems woefully inadequate.  I think of my grandfather’s hands, dipping in the water, capturing a tadpole.  I think of my father, sitting by my bed, waving his hands about, telling me bedtime stories.  I think of my husband, standing beside me, whispering sweet nothings to his baby girl.

How can you put words to a love like that?

In the end, all I came up with was this: thanks.  To my Poppa, to my Dad, and to Donald.  For everything.  Evermore thanks.

How did you celebrate Father’s Day?  Who did you thank?


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  1. By on June 20, 2011

    I thanked my mother. Really. And she was so happy I did. She’s said in the past that she always did the work of both the mother and the father and she really did when we were growing up. My parents separated when I was 7 but I never remember them being a couple. I can remember exactly one time that they kissed and that was on a trip we took (that I now know was a last ditch effort to save their marriage). I worked most of the day (like I regularly do on Sunday’s) and then my mom came to the restaurant and I bought her dinner.

    I saw my dad on Father’s Day, but I didn’t say anything about it. I can’t justify it unfortunately. He is a very likable person to others but he created such hell in our lives when I was younger that all four of us kids still remember. He cut off all contact with my sister and, therefore, only sees his grandkids when they are visiting us.

    I don’t mean to make anyone feel sad by saying this, but I want you all to really appreciate the men in your life who are there, playing catch in the yard, tucking in the kids at night, walking with them to school. I know, because of my high standards now, that my kids will be able to have a father who is there for them always.. And I’m so happy for that.

  2. By cambria on June 20, 2011

    I wrote to my late father on my blog. A letter. I often write these to him on the days that his memory is super forefront in my mind - I say super, because he is always on my mind.

    I celebrated Jonathan and thanked him for my beautiful baby girls. We made him handmade cars and breakfast in bed.

    I wished my brother a happy (kind of) first Father’s Day as my niece or nephew is due to join us in September, interestingly enough on our dad’s birthday.

  3. By on June 20, 2011

    I thanked my dad for taking 5 different chemo regimes in 5 years. The drs just gave him 3 months off before a scan to see if he needs to undergo another. His cancer is treatable but not curable. These last 5 years have been wonderful especially because my childhood and teen years with him were not. He often lies and says he feels fine when I know he is suffering. I appreciate that he is doing all he can to stay with us.

  4. By Camille on June 24, 2011

    I think you said it beautifully. =)


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