Why Father’s Day is Special Too:
Men are tough to figure out. Though that’s what we’re led to believe or that’s “What THEY say.” Whose “they” anyway? Women are hard to figure out – how I know who ‘says that. Today being ‘Fathers Day, for some of us it’s tough to figure out what to say or do for the ‘Dad’s we love. You know, our Husbands, our boyfriends, stepdads, special friends…our brothers. My brother Glenn, several years ago lost his only son – his only child. Father’s Day can really be hard for these special Dads. Though their wives can figure them out and make it still mean something to them. Our family is very blessed to have Kim in our lives, as my brother is too. Kim wrote this from her heart…
A Wife’s view for a Special Dad on Father’s Day
16 years ago today, I was blessed to celebrate my first Father’s Day with my husband Glenn and my new 10-year-old son, Little Glenn. Prior to meeting my husband, I had gone through enough heartache to last a lifetime. My fiancé passed away 2 months before we were to be married, and 3 months later my mother suffered a stroke. I was also in failing health with a then-undiagnosed illness. I was having a difficult time finding the strength to go on, when God answered my prayers, and sent me my new best friend, a light in the darkness, my husband Glenn; a man that wanted nothing more than to love me. As if that were not enough, this man had the most adorable child; a son who needed me as much as I need him. I fell instantly in love with them both.
The bond between father and son was so strong, almost palpable. I loved how they would interact with each other, mentally noting the features and mannerisms they shared. I loved watching them play. Laughter filled our home, and pride filled my heart as I watched a father teach his son all he would need to grow into a polite, respectful, and funny young man.
The two men in my life treated me like a queen, and even when I was stuck in bed for weeks at a time, was never once made to feel like a burden. My husband took his vows seriously, and our son learned compassion.
Seven years ago today, we endured our first Father’s Day without Little Glenn. Our son passed away on May 18, 2007…five days after Mother’s Day. Life is much different now, and Father’s Day is bittersweet but still very important to us. My husband will always be a father and a man worthy of celebration. There are not enough words to thank him for the precious memories he has given me from the moment he and Little Glenn stepped into my life, or to tell him all the ways he made a difference in my world.
My dear husband, on this day I celebrate with you, the one I can turn to for comfort, advice, and encouragement. The one I want by my side forever; the one I will always love with all my heart.
With a grateful heart and all my love,