We don't get to thank our dads too often. We don't get to pick flowers and construct special gifts. Why, Father's Day seems like an afterthought in many households. A father is a constant presence in a child's life that is bigger than life, that will continue to live on even if he is out of the picture.
Even though the last time I saw my father was when I was in my late twenties, I think of him and miss him everyday.I felt strong around him. I felt undefeated knowing he had my back, protected me from harm, supported me all the way. I could be and do anything with him around. I was the apple of his eye, the sweetness in his life, the joy of his days.
The love of a father is a very solid thing, forever strong, forever present.
Mine died the year my daughter was born. That year I gained and lost two beautiful souls. That year is etched in my heart forever. Oh how I wish he and I had reunited; how I wish he had met all of my family.
Take time to express your love for your father. Do it your way. Just do it!