Dads Do That Sometimes

Three weeks to the day that I lost my Dad in April, I had a dream and he was in it. The only words I can remember that he spoke in the dream are the ones that title this posting. I don’t know what may have prompted him to say, ”Dads do that sometimes”, but the dream stayed with me. I started thinking of all the things that dads sometimes have to do—whether they want to or not—but they do them anyway.  Some of the things that came to my mind are typical of most good fathers, and some were specific to my father.
Sometimes, Dads build things with their own hands. My Dad built the house I grew up in from the ground up.  The yellow house on the hill has weathered many storms and is still standing—and it’s where my mother still lives. My Dad had the mind of an engineer or an architect, but lacked the higher formal education required by those professions.
Sometimes, Dads have to forego their own dreams and ambitions as they take responsibility to provide for their families.  This seems to be quickly going out of style, but it was pretty common for my father’s generation. Sacrificing for family is something many dads (and moms) do, and they often end up working at a job or in a career they never intended. They do this so their children will see the importance of a strong work ethic and learning to stand on your own two feet. Both of my parents did this for me and my siblings.
Dads sometimes sit through hours of school plays, ball games, dance recitals and doctor appointments. And they wait. Dads wait in cars for kids to finish up with rehearsals and practices for the previously-mentioned activities. They wait for teenagers to come home at night, they wait to use the bathroom, and they wait for children and grandchildren to be born.
Sometimes Dads change diapers, braid hair, bandage sore knees, mend broken hearts, take care of lawns, teach us to drive (reluctantly) and read the same bedtime stories over and over again, just because we like them. My Dad used to read us “Paul Revere’s Ride”, but I don’t ever remember him using a book.
Sometimes Dads make mistakes. It’s not until we’re older that we understand that they’re human beings, not super heroes, and that they did the best they could at any given point with what they knew at the time.
Sometimes Dads have to discipline their children. But if it’s done in love, they usually feel worse about it than the child does…at least that’s what it seemed like for my Dad.
The list could go on and on with things Dads do. If you’ve been blessed to have a loving father, take today to remember him whether he’s still with you or he’s passed away. If your dad wasn’t the dad he should have been, take comfort in knowing that you’ve always had a Father in heaven who loves you—whether you know Him or not.
I haven’t lived with my Dad in many years, so I never usually see him on Father’s Day. I normally send a card and call him, but I didn’t have to do that this year. I wish I did, because today, even though I’m not in his home, I sure know he’s gone. Sometimes, Dads have to say good-bye—at least temporarily—and it always seems to happen too soon, no matter his age or yours.

My Dad on his honeymoon in 1952.

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2 responses

  1. Very good! Kim and I miss seeing you.

  2. Awesome, Karen! See you soon!!

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