40 Years of Favorites: Father’s Day

Hello everyone.

First off, my apologies for not posting last month. I was going through some rough times that required my full attention. But now, I’m back and ready to go.

Before becoming a father myself, Father’s Day was a tricky day. In my younger years, I would do like any other child would do: say “Happy Father’s Day,” give my dad a hug, and we would do something together. As I progressed into my teens and early adult years, it grew harder. My dad slowly vanished from my life. The moments I needed him, I had to turn to my mom. She did the best she could, but she admitted there were things I could have learned better from having my dad, or at least, a suitable father figure.

Fast forward to 2005. I married my wife, Colleen. Even before marriage, we talked about what it would be like to have a family of our own. We talked how we had dysfunctional relationships with our dads.

When Zoe and Jaxon entered my life, I knew it was an opportunity to break a vicious cycle. I promised myself and my family that I was going to be a dad they would be proud of. I can’t say that I’be completely broken said cycle, but I’m making progress.

Being a father is the greatest role I can ever imagine. And while gifts like a pair of video game socks are cool, I’m learning there’s more to it. Given recent events, I’m coming to a better understanding of what Father’s Day means to me. For starters, it’s accepting my dad was not the man I wanted him to be. From there, it’s acknowledging and accepting the role I have in developing a strong, healthy family. It’s loving my children regardless of successes and shortcomings. In short, it’s learning about being the dad that my dad wasn’t.


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