Happy Father's day to all you Dads

Happy Fathers' Day!
 
my father loved getting together and celebrating every holiday, but he loved it because he loved giving gifts, taking people to dinner, etc. , not for attention for himself.
the last day i ever saw my father, i had brought him a father's day card, even though he was at the point i thought he wouldn't be able to understand. he was pretty non-verbal by then, and i'm not sure he knew me. he would usually open any card i gave him quickly, tearing the top of the envelope jaggedly to get to what was inside. he used to joke that it was obvious we were related because i open envelopes that way too. he wasn't interested in the card this time, and didn't open it. i wasn't surprised. so i left him the card, visited as much as i could, and left. after he died, i went to sort through his things at the retirement place. i found that father's day card with the envelope ripped jaggedly apart. i believe he knew somehow within him i was there, and opened that card and knew i loved him.❤
 
My daughter just called me up. It's always great talking with her but she doesn't call often enough. I shouldn't complain because she calls me at least every 2 weeks. I know she's busy with life so I understand, I don't like it, but I understand. We talked for about 45 minutes or so and she told me what she remembers most about our interactions. She said "Every time we're done talking on the phone or I'm leaving to go home, you always say I love you and I miss you". I've been doing that since she was a little girl after my ex and I got divorced. I never thought she would remember me doing something like that. She said whenever I tell her that it makes her feel special and she knew that I meant it. It is a very simple thing but it's something that meant a lot to her.
So to all you dads, try to make some special moments with your children, they'll love you for it.
 
Thank you, sir. I spent most of my day yesterday between the beautiful Newark airport (that I took a watery shit in) and the Atlanta airport, but still got home in enough time to see the kids. Hope you all had a great Father’s Day, too.
 
my father loved getting together and celebrating every holiday, but he loved it because he loved giving gifts, taking people to dinner, etc. , not for attention for himself.
the last day i ever saw my father, i had brought him a father's day card, even though he was at the point i thought he wouldn't be able to understand. he was pretty non-verbal by then, and i'm not sure he knew me. he would usually open any card i gave him quickly, tearing the top of the envelope jaggedly to get to what was inside. he used to joke that it was obvious we were related because i open envelopes that way too. he wasn't interested in the card this time, and didn't open it. i wasn't surprised. so i left him the card, visited as much as i could, and left. after he died, i went to sort through his things at the retirement place. i found that father's day card with the envelope ripped jaggedly apart. i believe he knew somehow within him i was there, and opened that card and knew i loved him.❤

This board needs more posts like this. Beautiful story. And a beautiful remembrance of your father.
 
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