What does Father’s Day mean to me? First let me explain my life situation.
I’m 59 years of age and an older father. I have two daughters from a previous marriage both grown up now. The oldest one and her husband will be initiating me to the world of grand-parenting this October with the arrival of their son.
I have three more children with the love-of-my-life. We have a six-year old son and twin daughters four-years of age.
All my children are special to me. The love I get back more than makes up for the hard work involved in being a father. Being Dad is the hardest job I’ve ever had in my life, but also the most rewarding. No one is perfect and I have made my share of mistakes along the way. With the help of my loving wife, I have grown as a parent and managed to get better at the job. Of course there is always room for improvement. Life can be stressful and I need to learn to handle that stress better, but I am always working on it.
My wife and children are asking what I want for Father’s Day. Sleeping in, having an unhurried morning coffee, watching a man-movie, and a nap on the couch are on my list, but likely not in the realm of possibility. Quality time with the kids come Sunday morning is the reality. In the final analysis I can’t think of anything of material value, but just for them to want me to be part of their life and let me love them.