Have you heard the expression, “every day is Mother’s Day”?
Undoubtedly, a mother started that mantra, and heaven help the child or man who disagreed!
I, a mother myself, personally believe it to be true!
As a child, I knew my parents loved me, and I certainly loved them both.
Have you noticed that parents, being people themselves, express love differently, to each other and to their children? I guess that’s to be expected. We express love in the way we desire to be loved.
Though I love my mother, my father and I had similar personalities, making the communication between us easier; we “understood” each other. We were “partners” from the very beginning. For years, my dad would tell the story of the two of us doing the morning chores on the farm, I would carry the milk bucket to the barn (as we were walking down the lane to milk our cow) by holding my arm straight up in the air so the bucket wouldn’t drag on the gravel we walked on! Yes, I was short, but I was taller than the bucket! A hard-working toddler, focused on being a “helper”!
Are there memories sweet that you cling to?
I hope so.
Are there words of wisdom that still guide you?
Trust in them.
Were examples set that you strive to follow?
You are able.
What a gift our fathers’ give to us, gifts that mold us and create us, that we carry for our lifetime, long after they are gone.
As we ask our fathers’ “what do you want for Father’s Day?” Consider that these gifts are small in comparison to what has already been given to us.
I am a mother, not a father. I carry my father with me now, I hold him high, like the bucket, still walking beside him down a long lane, still trying to help him accomplish caring for my mother, and I hope that I honor him by doing so.
The only gift I can give this year, is to remember all that he has given to myself and our family. To live in a way that he would be proud of, and to thank him for loving me so, in his own way, the right way for me; his “partner”!
We are all, each one of us, somebody’s “child”, and on this day of celebration, this Father’s Day, I hope you have someone dear to celebrate, a person of significance in your life. We all tend to take the people we love the most, for granted, don’t we?
If your father, or father-figure is still in your life, thank them for their part in making you who you are.
Show up for them.
Love them well.
It may seem like a small gift, but I feel it truly is the greatest gift of all. I’m sure it will always be appreciated.
To my father, grandfather, husband, and the men who love us well,
Happy Father’s Day,
xx,
