Wednesday, June 22, 2011
I wanted to write something about Father's Day but didn't have the words and I don't have them still. Yet I feel I need to say ~ Something~
My husband's Father's Day was peaceful this year. He was surrounded by love and laughter and homemade cards. But one card would not be there- would not be made- and I can't help but pause and wonder what it might have said...
But then he opened his last card. The one in the green envelope~ he looked at me as he held it. He had two children who couldn't give him their cards but I knew thought of him still. He held the card and the voices of our children faded for me. He looked at me and I at him. Those eyes.
It doesn't matter that it has been 7 Father's Days without our son. It doesn't matter that he has other arms that wrap around him and squeeze him tight. It doesn't matter that his son and daughter wrote all that they loved about him... There was one more that would have had a card, ready to hand to his dad.
While others may forget, I do not.
You've been strong for me.
You've picked me up.
You've held me close.
You've listened~ and been still.
You're an amazing dad and I'm not the only one that remembered.
You remembered them too. You always remember them even when I am unaware~ and that makes me fall in love with you over and over again. You were chosen to be their dad~ You!
Remembering all of the forgotten fathers and wishing them peace.
Labels: For Fathers