I read this yesterday and it broke my heart.
I know a lot of girls (a lot of people) without present fathers - suicide, disease, old age, work, other families, other countries, other commitments. There are a lot of good and bad reasons to not be around as a dad.
My dad is and was great. So is Spartacus. They have done so much more than just stick around but on this Father's Day I found myself focusing on the most simple part: that they are here. That they didn't leave. And when S and I had yet another rough day parenting and dropped Olive off in a complete tizzy on Sunday afternoon (delivering her into my dad's loving arms), all I wanted was to run away. And I was struck by this most basic tenet of parenting - the showing up.
I am grateful for my dad, Steve, and for Olive's dad, "Spartacus". I am so grateful they are here, so grateful they stayed.
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