It's Sunday, it's Edith, wishing everyone a Happy Father's Day!
And while I do, I admit that Father's Day makes me sad, because I miss my father. And I miss the father of my children.
Now, it's natural that both Mother's Day and Father's Day make lots of people remember what they once had and feel wistful, especially when everyone else is celebrating what they do have.
But I don't begrudge the general joyousness. In the words of the song:
"I've had a love of my own."
So, some advice: hug your father, or your children's father, or any father you love, a little extra hard today.
Hold them closer to your heart.
And if you only do that this one day a year, still, that's fine. Do it anyway.
It's Father's Day. Celebrate them, and the time you have together.
May it be a long and happy time.
Hello Edith:
I mourn with you in your loss, however long ago you experienced it. I praise you for your strength.
Nina, also fatherless.
Posted by: Nina P | Sunday, June 18, 2006 at 09:25 AM
from Susan Sarah....
Edith, thanks for that warm and touching reminder of why Father's Day exists. We each have different circumstances with regard to fathers, and mothers too; some of us have now, some of us remember with love. When I see my 80-yr-old dad today, I'll give him extra hugs, because you're so very right.
Susan
Posted by: Susan/ Sarah | Sunday, June 18, 2006 at 11:22 AM
Father's day makes me sad too (and mother's day).
My grandfather "Pap" was my father figure, and still stands out as the best example of a father I know. Thank you for sharing, Edith.
Posted by: Cathy | Sunday, June 18, 2006 at 04:00 PM
Thank you, Edith, for saying it so beautifully.
Loretta
Posted by: LorettaChase | Sunday, June 18, 2006 at 06:45 PM