And so it’s that time of year again…..
Hey Dad….happy fathers day! It’s a call I look forward to getting this time every year. Long distance, it’s bad to be this far away from your children when they live in another state. But there grown, all married. Two live out of state, one still close by, but all out on there own none the less. So when the phone calls have been received and the cards all opened and it’s quite now I travel back in time and remember when…..
It’s Sunday morning, I hear dishes rattling in the kitchen and little voices whispering. My wife sticks her head in the bedroom door and say’s “don’t you dare get up”! Soon the door opens and three little boys carry in wobbly plates on a tray and present it, just like they really did all the cooking. Happy Fathers day Daddy! They have cards and presents to give me, but the smiles and laughter is really all I need.
Those years went by to fast, I wish I would have cherish them more, wish I could do it all again. But I can’t, I have to be satisfied with the job I done raising my three sons. I was not a perfect father; I had a bad temper and reacted to quickly sometimes. My wife was the balance that kept it all in line. Those little boy’s soon became teenagers and like all that age, wanted to get away. At that age the grass is always greener and your parents just don’t get you at all. I said things to my parents when I was an “all that teenager”; I wish I could take back. My kids did my wife and I the same. But you forget because they did not mean it, just like you did not mean it when you were that age. We go through it all together, because that’s what a family does.
Time is short, and your time is limited when you get older, it’s just a fact. So now when I have time with my family, I soak it all in, enjoy every moment. I take to many pictures and way to much video, but I just want to hold on to it all, cause it all changes and time fades it away. You see I still want to walk over to the phone to this day and pick it up and dial those familiar numbers…….hey Buster, Happy father’s day! I held my wife today as tears rolled down her cheek, because this is the first year she will not be able to make that same call to her father. Enjoy it while you can, talk even though you have nothing to say.
I am very lucky; my three sons tell me often how good a father I was and what a great dad I am. If that is true, it is because I had three great little boys that grew up to be men I can call my friends. They each picked wonderful women to marry and our family is very blessed. We enjoy time together and life is good; and some day soon my boys will pass own to their children the love from generations passed.
Hey Dad….happy fathers day! It’s a call I look forward to getting this time every year. Long distance, it’s bad to be this far away from your children when they live in another state. But there grown, all married. Two live out of state, one still close by, but all out on there own none the less. So when the phone calls have been received and the cards all opened and it’s quite now I travel back in time and remember when…..
It’s Sunday morning, I hear dishes rattling in the kitchen and little voices whispering. My wife sticks her head in the bedroom door and say’s “don’t you dare get up”! Soon the door opens and three little boys carry in wobbly plates on a tray and present it, just like they really did all the cooking. Happy Fathers day Daddy! They have cards and presents to give me, but the smiles and laughter is really all I need.
Those years went by to fast, I wish I would have cherish them more, wish I could do it all again. But I can’t, I have to be satisfied with the job I done raising my three sons. I was not a perfect father; I had a bad temper and reacted to quickly sometimes. My wife was the balance that kept it all in line. Those little boy’s soon became teenagers and like all that age, wanted to get away. At that age the grass is always greener and your parents just don’t get you at all. I said things to my parents when I was an “all that teenager”; I wish I could take back. My kids did my wife and I the same. But you forget because they did not mean it, just like you did not mean it when you were that age. We go through it all together, because that’s what a family does.
Time is short, and your time is limited when you get older, it’s just a fact. So now when I have time with my family, I soak it all in, enjoy every moment. I take to many pictures and way to much video, but I just want to hold on to it all, cause it all changes and time fades it away. You see I still want to walk over to the phone to this day and pick it up and dial those familiar numbers…….hey Buster, Happy father’s day! I held my wife today as tears rolled down her cheek, because this is the first year she will not be able to make that same call to her father. Enjoy it while you can, talk even though you have nothing to say.
I am very lucky; my three sons tell me often how good a father I was and what a great dad I am. If that is true, it is because I had three great little boys that grew up to be men I can call my friends. They each picked wonderful women to marry and our family is very blessed. We enjoy time together and life is good; and some day soon my boys will pass own to their children the love from generations passed.
Thank ya boys, it’s been a great ride so far!
thanks for writing this
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