June 20, 2011
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okay so the post is a day late … deal.
You know more often than not you don’t hear Father’s Day being referred to as just that … it is often referred to as Dad’s Day. I am not offended, dis-heartened, or put off by this in fact I think being a Dad far out reaches being a father any day. Any man-boy can be a father. It takes someone really special to be a called a Dad. Now I don’t have a problem with that. I have been very fortunate to not only have a father, but my Dad in my life and they are one in the same person. I have also been very fortunate to have loved and treated as a daughter by three other men in my life, my American Dad, Papa D, my now ex-father-in-law, Big D (not to be mistaken with the previous!) and my now ex-step-dad-in-law, Granda L.
Too many people forget that to be a dad, a REAL Dad, the kind where you not only capitalize the word, you ALL CAPS the word, takes someone really, Really, REALLY special. The word, Dad, is significant to so so many for too numerous reasons to list. Including my own monsters. For Beautiful Baby Girl, Pretty Morning Sky, Dallas, Erin-the-then-Irish-Baby (and many others in my life now that I think about it!) the word Dad conjures images of the man who raised them. Taught them to use tools, ride a bike, swim, ski, helped with homework, stayed up all night wiping a fevered brow, cleaning up vomit and all the other things that real Dad’s do.
So for all you real Dad’s I hope that you were able to enjoy your families and love them with all your heart. Even more than you did the day before.
