This is my 8th Father’s Day.
My son will be 9 this year. I remember when his mother told me she was pregnant. We were so excited… well, initially, it was just me. She was scared and a little angry that it was derailing her military career.
That lasted 2 hours.
Fatherhood isn’t the easiest thing in the world. It’s a hard job, made even more difficult by today’s society. I try to be there for him as much as possible, guide him in the right direction, mold him into a upstanding black man. His mother is the most awesome mother I’ve ever met outside of my own, and at times, I look at the three of us and wonder what happened to our family.
And then I remember that we are a modern family. Me and her, we were young. We didn’t know how to talk to each other, and to be fair, we didn’t have the best examples of how a strong, serious relationship should work. We split, and at the time, it wasn’t amicable. After a couple of years battling back and forth, it was actually my son at 5 who brought us back to friendship.
Fatherhood isn’t the easiest thing in the world to do. With her being in the military, it’s hard to just say “I’m coming to see him today.” Working out a summer schedule, holidays, weekends, Spring Break- it takes a toll on me sometimes. There’s nights I want to be near him, days I want to pick him up, hug him, play ball, be rough, do the daily daddy duties. There’s times where he doesn’t want to talk or play or be around me; he is his own person. I have to remember that his personality is coming into his own now, and I can’t be mad at that.
Don’t let me talk about all the bad things in fatherhood; while it’s not the easiest thing in the world, it’s one of the most rewarding. To see a part of you grow into this smart, handsome, wonderful human being… nothing can beat it.
Nothing is better.
To all my father’s here on Tumblr today, I wish you a happy Father’s Day. If you’re around your child(ren), hug them. Kiss them. Pick them up and run with them. If you’re not around them, for whatever reason, pick up the phone. Call them.
Better yet, take a drive. Go see them today.
Happy Father’s Day, men.