My mind has been wandering about Father's Day for some time now. Somehow I convinced myself that it was to be celebrated last Sunday. Also I'm reminded that my Father is no longer here, with me. Truth be told my sisters and I never made a big deal about it. Mother's Day always took precedence, which in fact hurt our Father. It's said that Mother's Day, Father's Day, Valentine's Day and some others were created by the card companies. Mother's Day always felt appropriate; to recognize a mom's unappreciated dedication to her family. But Father's Day? Wasn't it a date put on the calendar so our fathers no longer felt like soar losers?
Traditionally this makes sense. Certainly growing up we gave our Dad a mini birthday in June. If by chance my sisters' or I had prior engagements (June is testing season)- his feelings were hurt! My Dad was a sensitive guy. I did not understand this during my frustrated, traumatic adolescence. Still I felt protected and loved him to pieces.
All year Sundays were our Father's Day. He worked hard, routinely went to the office in morning, but ensured we shared time together during the afternoon. Even as a college student we went to museums, zoos and rode bikes on Sundays. Fun or boring we did it anyway. And my Mom was always there to make sure he was well fed and that we LEFT! Of course I miss him and think of him constantly. But I know he was a good father. The way a father should be.
My Father's Day is different from my Students' Father's Day and many kids today. Sadly Dad's are not always around so today encourages spending time with children. At school on Friday I overheard two kids talking about all the fun activities they were planning for today. And I realized that Father's Day is now important in a new way. Not to appreciate a Father. For a father to appreciate his children.
Yes I am bittersweet today. But I wholly wish my students' dreams are fulfilled today and that their unique qualities are celebrated.
Happy Father's Day! Happy Children's Day! Daddy I hold you in my heart.
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