It's been 2 weeks since Fathers Day. Congratulations to all the fathers. I'm a father so every day is my day. I love being a father more than anything in the world really. It's a pretty incredible feeling.
It's one day also that I know my children are definitely thinking of me.
My children graduated from college last year, both with honors, and both happy for their own success. What an achievement for a father also.
It's harder as they're getting older and more on their own that the time spent with them (in person) is that much more special. I know it's special to me because I'm the father and I know it's special to them because, well, I tell them it's special to them. And I can tell them that because I'm their father.
My father is still alive and I call him every Fathers Day also and every now and then in between, 'cause he's my dad and because he has all the same feelings about being a father that I do. It's great being fathers.
My kids call me pops, dad, and daddy (once in a while is still nice).
And as Forrest Gump would say...."and that's all I have to say about that".