Excellent tribute!! Love ….
Eleven years ago, I joined the ranks of honorees for Father’s Day. The previous July, my son Jason was born and put into my arms. The first Father’s Day for me was quiet with plenty of attention from friends and family, and it affirmed wonderful celebrations in the years to come.
Previously, Father’s Day has been about my dad. Even after I joined “the club”, I have been happy to still make it about him. We go to brunch, we tell stories and I will give him some gift that he loves and effervesces over, but will never use. Ever.
This year is likely to be our last Father’s Day.
My dad is 89 years old. His health is fair. Any late hour calls from their home fill me with anxiety and fearful anticipation. He also suffers from dementia, and while he eagerly, as he puts it, “sits…
View original post 1,175 more words