The dad who was really there

June 15 marks the fourth Father’s Day I’ll spend without my dad. He died in January 2011, which means that, for me, the day most people get together to celebrate their fathers has become a poignant reminder that he is no longer with us.

The first few years after his death were incredibly hard. But, this year, as I look at the advertisements for shaving cream and cologne, I am no longer filled with overwhelming sadness. Instead, I will be celebrating the wonderful father that I had and reflecting on a life well lived.

Goodness knows, my dad was an expert at living well. To this day, I haven’t come across another human being who lived with such gusto. My father had the fantastic quality of making the most mundane activities seem like adventures. 

Read it at the M&G.

Image – Tanya Charles

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