Happy Fathers Day. I have two fathers to honor on Father’s Day, the father of our son and the father who gave me life. Neither one is living. My husband passed in 2005 and my father passed in 2009. I miss the both so very much. Each of them taught me so much about life and love.
This is a picture of my father and me. This was taken after he returned from serving in Vietnam. My dad served twenty years in the Army. In fact, I was born in Frankfort Germany on a military base.
Dad and I bonded when he took care of me while mom was in the hospital. He would tell the story of his adventure of feeding me prunes. As he recalled, I liked the prunes so much that he kept feeding me them, forgetting the consequences of eating so many prunes. With a tea towel tied around his nose and mouth, he changed my poopy diapers. Finally, after so many diaper changes, he asked the next door neighbor what to do. She told him to feed me bananas to counteract the prunes.
I was daddy’s little girl. Any time dad went to the store, I would ask him to buy me some candy. He would tell me he would think about it. Sometimes he would come back without the candy. The next time dad went to the store he said I would ask him if he was still thinking about it. He said he made sure it was the first thing he would get upon entering the store. I remember that dad always had butterscotch discs.
One last memory I would like to share about my dad was when I was in high school. I had been sick for a few days. When we were sick, we were allowed to lay on the couch and watch TV. One evening, I was asleep on the couch when dad came home from work. I heard him come in and woke up. That is when he gave me a teddy bear and told me he thought it would make me feel better.
Dad added so much value to my life. He taught me to respect other peoples time and to never be late. In fact, I am always early to wherever I need to be. He showed me patience when I played my music to loud. And he taught me not to take life too seriously. I inherited my dad’s goofy sense of humor. He never lost his sense of humor.
Another important dad in my life was my husband. He added value to me and our children. We had one son together and he had three wonderful children from a previous marriage. He was a good father. He loved his children very much. He worked very hard to provide the best life for us. He was a patient man. He spent time with the kids. He would take them out to the fields when we farmed a few acres. And when he worked in the oil field, he would take our son with him on Saturdays. He taught them the value of hard work. But he also taught us how to have fun and enjoy life as a family.
This Father’s Day, take time to honor the fathers who are no longer with us. Share stories with one another. Find special ways to honor them. And most of all, make time for some self care.
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