Today is Father’s Day. I made a special brunch for my dad, grandfather, uncle, cousin, and some other family members.
Kyle has to work today but thankfully he is closing so we got to spend the morning with him.
He woke up early with me and helped me prepare the coffee for brunch, he cut fruit for the fruit salad, he insisted on setting the spread of food (which he did elegantly and effortlessly), and cleaning up when we were done dining. He is currently ironing his clothing for work so that I can write.
He did those things to help me out, and he did them gratefully. He wanted to do them, despite the fact that it is Father’s Day and despite the fact that I wanted to do those things for him so that he could relax.
He works incredibly hard at work; long hours on his feet leave him tired. He comes home and parks it in front of the TV which really irks me sometimes. I want some attention after long days with my rowdy and demanding children. A mother’s work never stops.
But neither does a doting husband’s.
He worries about finances, the health and happiness of his family, his job, and the future. I am ungrateful for our arguments when I should be thankful that he even cares. I am ungrateful for the fact that he works longer than he has to so that he can learn and become the best in his industry. I am ungrateful for the fact that he has always treated Styles as his own son and that he supports him, loves him; and cares about his past, present and future. I am ungrateful for the fact that after a long day at work, he comes home to help me bathe the kids (when he gets home in time). I am ungrateful for the way that he loves me because most of the time it’s not what I “want” it’s just how he knows to love. I’m ungrateful for his loyalty – something I’ve never experienced in a relationship before.
But I am SO thankful for all of these things, I really am. When I sit back and think about all that he does for us, I am able to step outside of my selfishness and be truly thankful for my amazing, hard-working husband who is also a phenomenal father.
Which is why I got him a tie bar for Father’s Day that says, “My Greatest Job is Daddy”. Because it’s true. It’s his best and most effortless job.
And I thank him for giving my children a solid foundation to stand on and for loving them so deeply.
Happy Father’s Day!
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