Happy Father’s Day

Dear Husband,

In a way, I feel like there was no time in my life when I didn’t know you.

You remember that?  That was the first line of my wedding vows.

I’m not sure if I ever told you this, but I sorta kinda maybe decided I wanted you the second time I really noticed you.  The first time, you were still encumbered by that unfortunate ponytail and I thought you were a little full of yourself.  Sorry.  But that second time?  That was the time.  I just couldn’t shake the feeling that you should be mine.  That first night we hung out, smoking cigarettes on my dorm room floor, it seemed like I’d known you all along.

That feeling came and went over the years, I’ll admit.  While we were roaming the globe and dating other people, that feeling sat in the back row.  Patient, waiting.  Still, no matter how long it had been, or what had passed, seeing you was like coming home.  I don’t know how many times I circled around you in those years.  Leaving, coming, leaving again.  No matter where I thought I was going, my flight path traced the same repeating orbit, back to you.

And now we have children.  Beautiful, wise children who are flying away further and further every day.

I see the way you teach them honestly and never hide their world from them.

I see that you treat them as equal spiritual partners.

I see how their little bodies fly to yours when you walk through the door.

I see the ray of joy and the shadow of pain on your face, every time our children sheds a new skin and emerges a little older, different.

I see that you’re secretly checking behind bushes for kidnappers and scanning the sky for lightning that may strike your babies (even though there’s no storm).

I see you don’t turn away from poor behavior or unkind words, and show it to them each time, so they can learn.

I see your unconditional acceptance of who they are.

I see the father I always wanted for my children.

So here we are, the five of us.  Flying, landing, flying again, around and around, spiraling higher and higher.  Now, each time I look at one of you, it feels like home.  There was never a time in my life when I didn’t know you.

Happy Father’s Day.

All My Love,

Your Wife

Look at what we made, baby.


8 Comments on “Happy Father’s Day”

  1. Galit says:

    Happy Father’s Day, Latke and company!

  2. AK says:

    If we could all communicate this way with those we love, the world would be a better place.
    Love to each of you.

  3. Diane says:

    Beautiful friend! A wonderful daddy paired with an awesome mommy!

  4. Melanie says:

    Absolutely beautiful!

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