Father’s Day, Part 2 of 3

Dear Dad,

I owe you.  I had no idea, until three years ago, how much work goes into just getting through each day.  The bare minimum of feeding, clothing, housing, and protecting a family is so daunting!

Yet you always managed to make time for the fun stuff, too: the bike rides, the swimming lessons, the trips to cut down our very own Christmas tree.  I am learning now how hard you worked to make all that happen.

I know you’ll probably say, “It was all worth it,” because I would say that too.  And I know you enjoyed us (mostly – there was that time I had to have a police officer break into your car because I locked the keys inside – water under the bridge, right?  right?) as kids, just like you enjoy your grandchildren now.

Still, even if you think it was all worth it, I want to stop for a minute to acknowledge that it was hard.  I want you to know that I understand you worked at a job you sometimes hated because you put our needs ahead of your own.  I want to thank you for correcting and lecturing, because I get it now — you didn’t love doing that, but you loved me, and you didn’t want to let anything go unsaid if it might save me some hurt or difficulty.

You did a good job, Dad.  My path in this world has been smooth because you were out there ahead of me with, um, one of those big road-smoothing machine thingys.  Thank you.

I love you.  Happy Father’s Day.


About Grape

I've got the world's best kids and husband. Great house, steady job. I'm living the American dream. The trick is to appreciate it. I'm working on that part.
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