Today we celebrate Fathers. I am lucky enough to have one of the best. He always puts his family first and sacrifices his own needs to meet ours. We always had more than enough, but what I’ll always remember, more than material items and the comforts he provided, is his time. Sometimes it is just a quick moment, a hand squeeze or a hug. Other times he gave his whole days, he showed up to the important stuff and was/is always supportive. He’s older now and not able to do as much as he once did, but his heart is with us always, in everything my siblings and I do. I’ll always be grateful to be so blessed.
To those of you that can relate, make sure if your father is still around to let him know how much you love him. I know he’ll appreciate it.
To you who didn’t have a father around, I’m sorry. Whatever the circumstances were that led to that absence, I can’t imagine how that must have been, and I hope and pray that God fills that void in a meaningful way.
And lastly to those who had a Father but didn’t. To you I feel for the most. To have a physical presence but to have been made to feel like an orphan in your own home, that to me, would feel worse than not having one at all. I pray God heals every wound and scar left behind and that you know the love of Him who is a good father to all.
I don’t have any natural children, but I do have two spiritual children (now adults) that I have been able to help a little bit along the way. They are my greatest honor and my best accomplishment. I call them my girls, and for me, they always will be. I’ve been an ear for a few others as well, and maybe something I said or did helped them feel less orphaned. I don’t know, but I hope so.
To all the men who did their best and to all the young men doing their best, thank you. Our world is a better place because of you. And to my Dad, I love you, Thank you for my life.