Of all the different types of fathers a person could be paired with, I fortunately view my father on Father's Day through an imperfect prism of gratitude filled with many rainbow colors...
There are no perfect fathers out there. I should know being an imperfect father of 3 perfect children... But there are those of us who were willing to work hard at the craft of fatherhood, exposing imperfections for the sake of loving our sons and daughters to accountability.
In a perfect world, that's never enough... Especially when you expend so much of your fatherhood beating the cruel world back for the sake of your children. Today is the day we stand battered, grateful yet proud. I do, anyway...
Fatherhood was never easy, but the presence of my children always strengthened it.
Hopefully this day will be a celebration of a father's love, and not of the unintended consequences of a father's presence. I have the highest expectations of being rewarded with the simplest love that merely states, "you made it all worthwhile, Dad."
I am told that every Father's Day, and never get tired of hearing it!
G.L.M.
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