Father's Day

For the past couple weeks, I get super sad when I think of the upcoming Father’s Day. Honestly Mother’s Day didn’t really bum me out like I would expect it, but celebrating dads is different.

First, I think about my own dad. I am definitely a daddy’s girl. I love my dad bunches and he is the coolest dad ever. He and I have always had a special bond and I would do anything for him. He is in the later stages of Alzheimer’s. It has been an interesting past 8 years and this disease shook up my life like nothing else. Whenever a big milestone like Father’s Day comes up, it makes me think. Will this be the last one where he remembers me? Or will it be his last? I hate thinking like that, so I’m going to keep on cherishing each great moment with him.

Secondly, I think of the kids of 2 of my friends that lost their dads the past year. They are all so young and I imagine that even as they grow into adulthood that they will think of their dads on this day and always miss him.

And third, I think of my husband. I know he will make such an amazing dad. I want him to experience a little one looking up to him and worshiping him as much as I did my dad as a kid. I have been reading a book on infertility and I know that he can become a dad, his problem isn’t as severe as mine. I know he is in pain with all of this and I feel so bad that I’m the one holding this process back. I really pray that by next Father’s Day he will either be a dad already or close.

Happy Father’s Day to my dad Ron, my father-in-law Steve, my Papaw Clarence, my Grampa Ken, all my friends who are dads….and soon to my wonderful husband.