The Father's Day aisle: a different perspective

It seems like no matter whether it’s 2004 or 2014 the aisles at the market are filled with cards, ties and razors. Most flock to pick the perfect gift for their husbands and fathers but for these eyes there is a different experience. 

It has been 16 years since I bought my last father’s day gift. This year is unlike others. Walking down those aisles has brought great sadness. There are reminders everywhere that my dad parties in Heaven with Jesus, his residence for the last 16 years. 

In the last few months there has been a continual resurfacing of this topic. I am a daughter who has lived without her father for some of the most pivotal times of her life. My dad will never meet the man I am to marry one day. He will never meet my children. He will never teach them soccer or make them milanesa. 

Deep would be the one of the words I would use to describe the pain that one feels when they experience a loss. What or who do I lean into in this loss, this pain? Tragedy has the ability to become one of the only ways you can identify yourself if not dealt with.

I can still recount that day oh so vividly. It was the day life changed forever. It was the day a 16 year old girl watched her father leave this earth and join the Father in Heaven.

I can't tell you why this year is harder than most. As the tears fall comfort overwhelms me. “We have to deal with this. I want to fill that void that he left.” A sweet soft voice whispers to me. “ I want to be the one to protect you and show you how valuable you are. I want to show you how a man should treat you, how I love you.” All words have been my feelings inside over the last few months. 

With the most amazing mother who did the job of two parents I am more thankful than I can ever convey. Without her I can't imagine where or who I would be. Please don't misunderstand my words as ungrateful. A girl needs her dad. 

What I do know is I belong. I am loved. I am His. It is a hard road of faith but it is a necessary road.

So this father’s day as you buy your presents, send your cards or make your phone calls know that those moments won't last forever. One day he could be gone. Treasure the blessings.

My story is unique and different from any other. With these eyes I see the world and people. With these eyes I see the Father’s Day aisle.