Father’s Day…what an awkward day. I spent most of it feeling antsy…not knowing what to do with myself…like I should have words to say, or something to do that would make it somehow feel better….for me…for the kids. But I just didn’t.
Anna is still in South Africa…having an amazing time. Seth worked today and went to the gym with a friend. Levi had tennis and then he and I went to Jeremy and Cheryl’s. J took him driving and we ordered pizza. And you know what? I’m sure that Jason looked down on all of them today with the biggest smile on his face. He never was one to like a whole lot of attention on himself…and his best Father’s Days were the ones where he got to watch the kids doing things they loved. And that’s what they all did today.
And I’m still sad. As I scrolled through Facebook reading posts from friends about their amazing husbands and fathers….each post sending a twinge straight to my heart. One of the things that made me fall in love with Jason was his “Daddy potential”. He lived up to that potential and then some. Loving each of them for exactly who they are. Our kids didn’t have their Dad for long enough, but the time that they did have with him was always filled with love…and we will always miss him…
Love, Tennis, and Cancer 