Fathers are tricky business
Some of us love and revere them
Feel their presence in all we are as individuals,
Or find ourselves bedamned by the weaknesses we see in them that have passed on to us;
That we must face within ourselves, to hopefully break the cycles that are hurtful
And to faithfully carry on those that support and boost us all higher
The choices we've made; how we've lived
Between self-sacrifice and selfishness
Did we disappoint our fathers or did we impress?
Push the family further?
Hold our own to maintain the legacy of the ages?
A legacy passed to us, unasked, and perhaps forwarded on to another generation,
As the legacy was so unasked of all generations past
Yes, tricky indeed
But may I say,
As a father, as a son and as a grandfather
What I want of my kin on Fathers' Day
What I hope for...
Is to know that my children, stepchildren and grandchildren feel safe and secure and confident
That they feel my love and strength
Buttressing them through every scary moment life forces them to endure
That whatever mistakes I've made,
They've understood there was no malice, no lack of belief in them as the fantastic indivuals they are
No moment of doubt of them in my heart
Ever
And that they can always know I am there for them
In my unbounded love for them
In any way I can be of help to them
With everything I have put forth into this world
It has all been for you
I hope it can be of use to you
You are all beautiful and important in the Universe
In ways you may never comprehend
And I am damn proud of you
Now don't worry about giving me any cards or shit
Just go on and keep kicking ass
(With love and respect for humanity, eh?)
PS: for those who, unlike me, have lost their fathers, Billy Bragg has you
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