Father’s Day – A Sad Story . . . but With a Happy Ending!

Today is not about a craft, a decorating project, or anything like that.  Today, I’m getting a little personal, so excuse me for a moment as I take a break from all of that and allow myself to be vulnerable with you.  Keep in mind that this is a happy story with a wonderful, happy ending!! 

Father’s Day is a holiday of reflection for me.  My father walked out when I was about a year and a half old.  I met him for the first time when I was 27 and I recall him telling me the story of the day he left.  He said he remembers watching me as I stood in the doorway while he walked away, knowing in his mind he’d never return.  My mother didn’t even know he was leaving.  I will never understand the mindset of a person that believes that that’s okay.  My only hope is that he did it because he thought I’d be better off without him.  I mean I just can’t imagine a day without our children!!

We’ve had our conversations and I no longer have a relationship with him and I’m perfectly okay with that.  There will, however, always be a void because I have no knowledge of what it’s like to have a loving, caring father that played games with me, pushed me on a swing, kissed my boo boos, bounced me on his knee or, as I got older, gave me sound advice, or told me how proud he is of me.  I will never know what that kind of relationship is like.

But (and here’s where the story has a happy ending, folks), I married a wonderful man.  He’s very good to me, but especially great with our daughters.  I’m so grateful that they will receive the love and kindness of a good father.  I watch them play together all the time and it’s quite cathartic for me.  I’m so glad that our children will know what it’s like to have a stand-up guy as their daddy.  One who is responsible, trustworthy, fun-loving, plays games with them, gives them kisses and hugs, reads them bedtime stories, bathes them, prays with them, and teaches them.  Anyone can be a father, but it takes a special man to be a “daddy”.  I’m really glad I married a “daddy”.

Happy Father’s Day to my wonderful husband, and to all of the other wonderful, responsible, caring Daddys out there!



  1. Beautiful and bittersweet story, Laura. You turned out to be a sweet and smart girl under the guidance of your mother only…bravo to her! And how wonderful it is to find a partner for life in someone who loves children! it doesn’t get any better than that!

    Have a great weekend!


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