It’s almost Father’s Day.
My kids are bouncing off the walls, excited about the special day they’ve got planned with their dad. It will be a wonderful day in this house celebrating this gentle and loving man, the man I will be eternally glad my children have to call their Daddy.
It’s almost Father’s Day.
My card went into the mail for my dad. It is a special card and I know he’ll like it. I have his gift here, ready to be wrapped and sent to him, albeit late, but still crafted with care and sent, first thing Monday morning. He’ll love it and both it and the card will be unneeded but most appreciated reminders to him of just how important he is to me. I love him more than he knows and should make a point of telling him more often.
It’s almost Father’s Day.
We sent my father-in-law a card and gift. He’ll smile, seeing it is signed by the kids with hearts all over it. He, too, has another gift I still have to send. He always cherishes any treasures he’s given, reminding you forever that your thoughtfulness meant so much to him. He’s a great guy, who modeled a respectful marriage and raised a wonderful son. I’m so fortunate to have him in now my life and my children’s lives.
It’s almost Father’s Day.
We sent a card to my mom’s dad and my mother-in-law’s dad, our grandfathers, our children’s great grandfathers. They are both getting older and I loved sending their cards and imagining their faces and hearts upon receipt, knowing that they have children and grandchildren and great grandchildren who love and appreciate them.
It’s almost Father’s Day.
Despite all of the good happening, the truth is that there is a void in my world today. It is the first time in 34 years I will not sign your card or call your home to hear you on the other end while I giggle and smile, yelling the words clearer and louder on my side of the line.
It’s almost Father’s Day.
I miss you and the loss of you in my life still hurts terribly every day.
It’s almost Fathers Day.
Your gift this year is not in a card or a phone call, but will have to be in my word. And it’s going to have to be enough.
You have my word that I will live my life in a way that would make you proud. I will work hard, have fun and not take things too seriously. I will talk about you often… with a smile. I will hang my flag and stop and take notice upon hearing our National Anthem, remembering the bravery and strength of you and your generation. I will tell my children all about you… filling their minds with laughter and good memories. I will feel your presence and believe it … and know for certain that I am not alone.
It’s almost Father’s Day.
Happy Father’s Day, Pop Pop.
With Love Always, Kristian
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~K