We had my Dad over this weekend and barbecued hamburgers, which happen to be one of his favorites. My relationship with him isn't one of those relationships that a Hallmark card easily sums up. Our relationship was good when I was little, pretty absent when I was a teenager (my parents divorced when I was 12) and then over the last few years, our relationship has grown again.
There are so many Father's Day posts where the writer is all like "You're the best Dad ever. You've always been there, you're the perfect example." My post isn't really like that. My post is maybe more about redemption. A happy post, sharing that even broken bridges can get fixed.
I've learned that as soon as I let go of the way I think things should be, I'm content. I don't have that perfect relationship that most of the Father's Day cards speak of, but I do have a relationship with my Dad that is filled with grace and understanding. I feel like I kind of get him now. He's quirky and darn it, I'm quirky too.
My card to him was a homemade one, with my own words. Words that gave an "IOU an Ice Cream Date". I enjoy being around him and so do my kids. It's good and I'm thankful.
This weekend, he looked me in the eyes and told me to remember all of the good stuff and to forget all of the times he messed up. If only my teenager self could have seen the renewed relationship, grace and understanding that would later come.........
***There's always hope! For you, for me.
After we ate our burgers, we headed out into the backyard and had homemade ice cream sandwiches. As you can see, they were a hit with Paisley.