Dear Dad: Happy Father's Day!
By Mir Kamin on June 17, 2009
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So it's just about Father's Day again, and this time of year always makes me just a little sappy, I know. And it's not even the typical stuff, the "Oh, let's walk down Memory Lane and talk about when I was such a Daddy's Girl and thought you could do no wrong." What gets me, these days, is not the memories, but the present.
It's a rather excellent present, I think.
For one thing, I know too many people who lost their fathers too soon, and this holiday brings them only memories and sadness. As much as I wish we didn't live so far apart, and wish you could spend more time with your grandkids, I am profoundly grateful for the relationship you share with them. All of your best qualities from when I was a little girl are still right there when you play with my children; they delight in your silliness just as I did, and it's wonderful to watch.
But even better, you and I have forged a different relationship over the years. We've both changed a lot. We've been through difficult patches where I sometimes wondered if our relationship would ever recover. And somehow, through it all, we've come out the other side with the ability to talk and laugh and share both the good and the bad. I no longer see you as infallible, but that's okay. It's good, actually. I see you as a fellow human being -- foibles, mistakes and all -- who knows me inside and out and likes me anyway.
We've come a long way over the years. I wouldn't have it any other way, and I suspect you wouldn't, either.
You always talk about how you're my biggest fan (and I believe it). This year, for Father's Day, I just want to remind you that I'll get out my pom-poms for you any time. Not for the man you were when I was growing up, or some idealized version of you I might be hanging on to, but for the man you are now and the relationship we have today. Thanks for loving my kids. Thanks for loving me. Thanks for figuring out how to take care of you.
(And yes, thanks for always believing in me, too. That's come in very handy a time or twelve.)
Happy Father's Day, Dad. I'm so glad we figured it out.
Mim (no, no one else is allowed to call me that)
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