While most families will observe Father’s Day tomorrow, we have elected to do so today in most respects. Sundays are usually consumed by our religious observances (church and temple visits), so it just makes sense to do it this way, I suppose.
Today I’ve not done much of anything, while my wife and son have made offerings of Coke and chocolate as a sign of their appreciation of me. It has been gratifying, but I have tried to not let it go to my head. As I type this on my Dad’s iPad, my son and I are watching the second part of “Best of Both Worlds,” an episode of Star Trek: the Next Generation which as always been among my favorites and has apparently is one of Dalton’s as well. Michelle has gone out to refill our propane tank in order to fulfill my [admittedly selfish] desire for bacon, burgers, and sausages.
Dalton even decided to spend a little of his own money on a small gift for me, pictured below.
My thoughts drift occasionally to my own father, so recently passed on, but I haven’t dwelled on the matter so much as to bring me down. No one benefits from that anyway, right? And, as others have said before, he wouldn’t want me to sulk either. He is missed, though, and that is ok.
I hope you all are having a great day. Offer your father your love, always. Be well, and I will write again soon.