Since having kids, I've come to understand that my dad wasn't just teaching me to be a good person -- he was also teaching me to be a good parent.
The ultimate gift for Father's Day is not the tie, but the time. The time for dad to relax, grill some hamburgers and hotdogs, put his feet up and basically get a little spoiled on his special day.
Should prison and jail phone corporations be allowed to rake in windfall profits by forcing families to choose between staying in touch with a loved one and putting food on the table?
Through one conversation I finally understood what narcissism really meant. Here was the man who raised me, who has made me who I am today, who has loved me unconditionally for my entire life thus far, and it took me over 20 years to understand who he really is.
The soft padded chair envelopes me in memories of my father, the leather worn where his arms once rested. I run my fingers over the smooth patches to get a sense of him, breath deep the scent of leather and success. From this chair he managed a real estate and banking business, arranged our summer vacations to the Southwest and designed his dream home in Montana.
Some are beer guys, some love mispronouncing wine varieties, some do shots, and some eschew booze altogether.
I think we take too many things for granted in life, and often leave important things unsaid. As a 53-year-old single father of soon-to-be-5-year-old twin girls, I see my father with very different eyes.
My journey to parenthood has been long and hard-fought, but one that I would do all over again, no matter how exhausting and overwhelming the daily grind can get: preparing breakfast, brushing teeth, getting out of the house on time for school, homework, and the list goes on.
My daddy wears a uniform./I think he's very brave./ He goes to work each day/ to keep all the people safe.
Fathers play a major role in a child's life. They can be protective, supportive and may play a role in helping to reduce troubled behavior and psychological problems in young adults.
He put furniture together, fixed my leaky toilet, helped me shop for cars, gave me rides to the airport, slipped me money, mowed my lawn, didn't say what he was thinking when I brought loser boyfriends home time after time.
Despite the things he may have wanted for me -- degrees in lucrative fields, season tickets to the Yankees, a swinging bachelor lifestyle -- my dad let me become who I am, on my own.
When I was just a little Dani, about 4 years old, my father invented a character called The Tickle Monster, long before Josie Bissett's Tickle Monster Laughter Kit, which included cuddly tickling mitts. I'm not sure why you'd need a kit to tickle someone, but whatever. My dad was the original.
Although it has been almost 20 years since my father passed on to spirit, every Father's Day I get a bit teary-eyed and have a pang in my solar plexus...
If a man wants to feel engaged and a part of the 40-week process for which he is half responsible, she should realize that that's actually a good thing.
By the time I started high school, I realized there was something I didn't know about my dad. He spent hours in the basement, took long bathroom trips and would abruptly leave conversations. I watched him and I began to follow him, culminating in my discovery.