Today I pay tribute to all the fathers who support and love their children. I wish all of you dads a very happy Father’s Day. God blessed me with a wonderful father as I have said many times in this blog.
Dad helped me become the person I am today by demonstrating a caring heart and by always making me feel loved no matter what I did or how far away I lived. I know I am one of the lucky ones because until the day he died, in an age without Internet or unlimited long distance phone calls, my dad called me frequently. He waited until eleven at night his time to call so we could talk longer. Thankfully, I did not have to stay up late to wait for those calls since I lived in a time zone two to six hours behind his. I still miss hearing that voice on the other end of the land line, “Hey, I just wanted to see how you were doing…”
His death left a hole in my heart until my son was born two years later and began to slowly fill that hole. I see so much of my dad in him despite the fact that they never got a chance to know each other. I know Dad would have loved him just as I know he loved my daughter although their time together was short. He died when she was only fourteen months old.
Today, I am grateful for the years I had with my wonderful dad, for the video I have of him with my daughter that allows me to still hear his voice, for my husband who does his best to live up to my expectations of being a good father; not easy to do because he has big shoes to fill, and for my two children who have taught me how much my father loved me.
For your listening pleasure here is a link to Butterfly Kisses by Bob Carlisle, as this song expresses the love Dad and I shared. I first heard it a few months after Dad died just as my daughter was starting to want to put flowers in her hair and least you forgot I had a pony. I wrote about it here.