A Father’s Day note to my husband

To my darling husband on Father’s Day,

You have no idea what it does to my heart every time I see you and our children together. It is amazingly wonderful to watch you play, read, and build with them! It is so amazingly wonderful, and yet sometimes so overwhelmingly sad.

Since I didn’t grow up with a dad, I have no frame of reference to go by. I have no idea what a dad is supposed to do. I have no idea if dads are supposed to run errands, put in lopsided pigtails, read bedtime stories with crazy voices or have all the Disney princess names memorized.

Since I grew up without a dad I have no idea if dads are supposed to make special pancakes in the morning, or specially design cardboard box mansions in the afternoon. I have no idea if dads are supposed to be the best sandwich makers or master Lego builders.

Since I grew up without a dad I have no idea if dads are supposed to go to daddy daughter dances, or be the best kid launcher at the pool! I have no idea if dads are supposed to play board games, go to the movies, or swing at the park. I have no idea if dads are supposed to sit through long dance recitals without complaining, or practice a hundred pop flys.

I truly have NO IDEA … but, you know who does? Our two amazing children. They get to know.

They know what it’s like to have a daddy that would rather play board games with them, than video games alone. They know what it’s like to have a daddy that insists on eating family dinner rather than mentally checking out in front of the TV.  They know what it’s like to have a daddy that on his last bit of energy will build, play, snuggle, or read with them to JUST be with them. They know what it’s like to have a daddy who supports all of their talents and dreams. They have a daddy that would move mountains for them.

So, every year on Father’s Day when I’m reminded of my lack of father, I know that my children are getting to experience the very definition of the word father. They are experiencing a true man, one that provides for his family with more than just an income, but with love, compassion and strength. They get to see and experience what a real father is supposed to be.

Words cannot describe how that makes me feel, so from the bottom of my heart,

Thank you Philip Roth.  

So to all of the moms reading this today, please make sure you tell the father’s in your life how much you appreciate them!  

 

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