A Story About A Boy

Once upon a time there was a little boy. He was a sweet little boy, or so I'm told, who loved to go fishing in the creek in his backyard more than anything else. Then his Mom would fry up whatever fish he caught and that would be their supper. The boy would be so happy that he caught supper.

I'm sure his Mom was very happy when he caught fish because they had no money.

You see, this little boy had a little sister that his mom also had to take care of. And neither of them had a Dad. Well, once upon a time they had a Dad, but he left them. Walked out and gone for good, no visits, no every other weekends, none of that.

The mom was all on her own to raise these 2 little people. She was a super mom and did it. She made it work and raised her 2 children on her own, surrounding them with love and grace. Many words could be dedicated to this mom, and a few have been said before. But this story isn't about the mom, it's about the boy.

This boy grew up without a dad. He didn't have any uncles or grandparents around either. He had no one to teach him how to be a man. How to be a father, or a husband.

At one point the mom remarried, and thankfully that abusive relationship ended a few years after it started. This man being the only male role model the boy had up until this time, if you could call him that. The boy was glad when this man was out of their lives and they moved far away to start over fresh. The boy was 14.

The mom eventually did find real love and a good man. This man became the closest thing to a father the boy would ever have. But of course, the boy was already older when this happened, not an impressionable child anymore. But either way, the boy was so happy for this good man in his mom's life, and in his life. He finally had someone to go fishing with.

Then a few years later, the boy met a girl and they got married. Even though the boy never knew what marriage really looked like, he was a husband. And you know, the girl never really had 'healthy marriage and family' written all over her childhood either, so they figured it out together.

They waited a few years, and decided to grow their family.

Now, they have their own 2 little boys. And the oldest already loves to go fishing. So, the boy that's now a Daddy takes his boy fishing, because he never had a daddy to do that with when he was growing up. And the boy that's now a daddy, he never knew what a 'Daddy' looked like, but he figured it out pretty quick.

And the boy, the one that's now a Daddy, is the best daddy that these 2 boys could ask for. He's attentive, he plays, he teaches, he guides, he encourages, he coaches their sports, he acts like a kid with them when play time, and a Father to them when teaching.

He's my best friend, the love of my life, my favorite person, my partner in our journey through life, and the best Father our boys could ever ask for.

Happy Father's Day!!