Father's Day

Today is Father's Day, as all of you know. I just got back a few hours ago from my son's home. I took off last Friday afternoon, more or less on a lark, and drove to Wichita to spend the weekend with him and his family. It was a very nice couple days. I enjoyed my time with them, and I was, once again, struck with the knowlege that he is such an incredible father to his daughter. I'm not sure where he gets it . . . his dad is a good guy, but didn't ever develop the skills of showing his emotions. He grew up with my late husband who definitely showed his emotions, waaaay too much. But somehow, this son of mine is very tender with his daughter, openly shows her how he cares for her and shows her that he loves her mother. Oh, he still has those moments when he is a maddening man, even with her, but she will be able to grow up knowing how special she is without doubting herself as his daughter.

And I talked with my son-in-law on the phone, too. Another gift to our family. He is a hard working dad that takes time to do so many things with and for his family. He's a good cook, and shares those responsibilities with my daughter, isn't afraid of housework, and cuddles with his kids regularly. His 3 kids are some of the bestest kids I know, and I think a lot of the reason is because he takes time to be with them . . . fully with them.

I'm really happy to have these people in my family. I am so blessed.

I miss my Dad. He's been gone now for 6 years and one month today.