Random Thoughts from a Random Girl: Bittersweet

He didn't tell me how to live; he lived, and let me watch him do it. ~Clarence Budington Kelland

Well here we are, it's Father's Day. A day for so many men and their families to celebrate. To celebrate the men they have become and to thank them for all they do for their wives, children, grandchildren.

We don't really have a tradition of doing a particular thing on Father's Day, or at least we hadn't years ago. We would typically go to church, go somewhere for lunch (usually Rocky Rococcos in Fond Du Lac), and then what would happen after that is always a wild card. Sometimes maybe we'd stop of at a playground to play with the kids, sometimes Jeff would be too tired and we'd just go home and relax. Actually for the most part it is a pretty average Sunday for us. We have errands to run and Jeff always has to be back for afternoon chores by 3:00 pm so there isn't a lot of time to do too much.

Father's Day for us over the last few years has unfortunately become a bittersweet day for us. A day where we are instantly reminded that we are missing three key people to celebrate this day with and the one tradition we do have is visiting the cemetery for each of them. It gets a little easier every year to go there on Father's Day but the loss will never be forgotten. The loss of both our fathers and our little boy Adam just makes this day rather shitty to be honest.

Knowing your own father isn't here to spend the day with, and for Jeff, as a father, to know one of his children isn't here to celebrate with just down right stinks. Oh I'm positive the two Grandpas are spoiling little Adam up in Heaven right now and having one heck of a time. I still believe that is why Adam is up there, to keep them two out of trouble and happy, but it doesn't make it any easier.

So, in honor of these three very important people my blog today is dedicated to all of them. Two Dads who gave everything for their family and one sweet little boy who is loved very much by all of us.