This year when Mother’s Day ended I mourned the end of my restful day. I also cringed because it reminded me of what was next, Father’s Day. I knew I wouldn’t have a lot of cohesive or eloquent words today, so when these thoughts popped into my mind over a month ago that day…I started writing.
Every year before this one my first instinct was to call my dad, wish him a happy day, and brag all over social media. I loved seeing others pictures of their loved ones, but just like some others I thought, yeah but mine really is the best! I admit I scrolled past those recalling ones missed or lost, it was hard to think about, and sad. It didn’t apply to me.
Today I would like to say to those not celebrating Father’s Day the conventional way – I see you. Oh, do I now see you.
To those who never knew or had dads around, I see you.
To those who don’t remember their dads, I see you.
To the ones who had someone swoop in to be like dad, but it wasn’t the same, I see you.
To those distant from their dads either by choice…or not, I see you.
To those who have hard memories of their dads, I see you.
To those whose dads are physically there, but aren’t really “there”, I see you.
To people whose dads are frequently away, I see you.
To those with multiple dads, I see you.
To those who are struggling in their relationship with their dads, I see you.
To those who miss their dads, I see you.
To those mourning their dads, I see you.
To those of us wishing every day for one more second, one more hug, one more Father’s Day to brag to and about their dads, I completely fully, transparently, and whole – heartedly see you.
To those struggling to remember, or have never known, we all have one secure, reliable, and unfailing, ever present Father, I see you.
God let your peace surround those that had an unwanted, unconventional Father’s Day.
To those who have days that no one sees the pain, but that you smile through even though the hurt overwhelms you, I’m praying for you, and God sees and holds you. <3