It’s not what you think it is, but it got you to open up the blog post didn’t it?! In honour of Father’s Day, this week’s theme over at ‘The Gallery’ is of course – ‘Dads’. Here are the two special Dads in my life:
When searching for a husband, they say that a daughter looks for a man just like her father.
Were ‘they‘ right?
Throughout my childhood, my Father worked in London – this meant incredibly long commutes and we rarely saw him during the week. For us, Sundays were about family time – we were very traditional like that. We would play board games, be forced out on a ‘family walk’ or play our favourite game of tying my dad up in knots with rope and timing him to see how long it took to get out!
He rarely rose his voice (not to my sister and I anyway) but we knew when we had crossed the line – a stern look was all it took. I know that many of my friends were scared of him and despite his small stature (all 5’7″) he was and still is, a formidable man. Growing up I occasionally questioned (not outwardly) his need to exert his authority in what, at the time, I felt were ‘unfair circumstances’ but now I’m an adult, I understand why and thank him for it. I know that his driving force was always to turn us into well-rounded human beings.
My Dad is a very sociable man, thrives on being the leader in a group and he commands respect. He is honest, reliable and his faith means everything to him – there is no doubt that God is number one in his life. In many ways, at 76 years of age, he is still very much the same man I knew growing up – fit, healthy, endless amounts of energy and a cup that is always, always half full (or probably 3/4 full if that were an expression!). In other ways however, I see that the years have turned him into a softer, more gentle man, one who I can relate to as one adult to another. He is a great encouragement to us as a family and as I said in my Father’s Day card – he’s always there for us and for that I am truly grateful.
Partly due to the birth of the ‘new man’ back in the 1990’s, my husband couldn’t be more different. He runs his own business but still manages to enjoy breakfast with his family every day and is near enough always home for dinner by 6.30pm. He is extremely good at separating work from family life and sees his daily presence in the home as vital.
When the children were tiny he was always very ‘hands on’ (during the day anyway, not so keen at night for some reason!) and now that they are bigger, this hasn’t changed – willing to help out with lifts to and from activities and even known to voluntarily get the iron out on a Sunday night! He recognises that a mother’s role has changed considerably over the years and now that I work too, he is
resigned more than happy to take his share of the load and is a dab hand at washing the kitchen floor
Unlike me, he finds too many social activities draining and I’m never sure if it’s for this reason or because he’s such a great family man, that he would always rather spend time as just the 5 of us. He is a leader in the workplace but inclined to take a backseat in other areas of his life….good job too with me as his wife!
Recently, the OH and I have been struggling with a certain parenting ‘issue’ and I know that this year, more than any other, he has questioned whether he is a good Dad. For me, the very fact that he even notices or feels the need to address this, demonstrates that he is one of the best.
So in answer to the initial question….I’m not sure that these two Dads do have many similarities but one thing I do know is that this saying applies to both of the wonderful Dads in my life and I’m very blessed to have them…..
If you’re a woman reading this – does your husband remind you of your own father or did you go in search of somebody who is completely the opposite?!
I am linking this post up with The Gallery over at The Sticky Fingers Blog.