It’s Father’s Day…I’ve Had a Few
It’s father’s day. I’ve had a few. The closest to a real father would have to be my grandfather. He was the constant in my life, as father figures go, and I know he loved me a lot. I adored him.
My father-in-law would be the second, in the real father category. He’s been my father the longest, that’s for sure. I like to think he loves me, even though he’s reached a very cranky stage, at 95 years old, and seems to be crankiest with the women in his life. He’s never let go of his resentment for his own mother. It’s a shame.
I’ll give you a quick run-down on the list I call, Daddy du Jour…
I don’t recall a memory of my birth father until I was ten or eleven years old. He came and went a few times, and ultimately I chose to release him of any connection when I gave up on his ability to care about anyone as much as he loves himself. He and my mother really were the perfect couple.
The first step-father is a flash in my memory. He was around for about two years, but most of that time I lived with my grandparents. He waited until after the wedding to tell my mother, “The kid goes, or I go.” She, of course chose him.
The second step-father was around for over eight years. Second longest record! He fathered my first sibling, who became more of a son to me. He was a nice guy, and that was probably his downfall. She liked the mean ones more than the nice ones.
Third guy was a real piece of work! Total psycho. But, again, she kept going back for more.
The fourth one was the BEST step-father ever. We remained close long after their marriage ended. We were visiting him just days before he passed away…much too soon.
There was a fifth, but I only met him briefly. Couldn’t tell you anything about him except, he didn’t last very long.
With all that marital history in my life, it still amazes me that I’ve been married to the same man for forty-five years. We’ve had our ups and downs, as any couple has. Especially anyone who’s endured the majority of their lives together. But his best trait might very well be… he’s a really great dad.
His example has made our two sons great dads, too. I marvel at what wonderful parents they are to their own sons. It’s a pleasure to watch.
So, here’s to the dads who open their hearts and minds to parenting. It’s an awesome responsibility, and takes a great man to share their love, vulnerability, and wisdom with their children.
Have any memories of a special dad in your life you’d like to share? Go right ahead!