We asked our friend, Brandon, to give us a dad's perspective on what fathers really want for Father's Day. As a product discovery site, we anticipated a wide range of possible answers. But nothing prepared us for Brandon's moving post, which brought us to our knees by reminding us that it's ultimately about gratitude and the gifts of normalcy and being together. Thank you, Brandon, for sharing this with us.
There are new birds in our new neighborhood, swallows and scrub jays, so much bluer and boisterous than the mellow little juncos and towhees we've befriended these past 9 years. What I want for Father's Day is to meet these birds and have them become familiar staples in our life, to make this transition easier.
Growing up between two very different kinds of fathers, though similar in their propensities to roam, as though escaping, from one part of the country to the other, I remain intimate with the familiarity of moving. You really don't know someone until you've experienced a move together.
We moved into a new house last week. A new house in a new neighborhood in a new town. In a way, this first move of ours really was all those things I hoped to never visit upon my family. It was more or less an escape. A year ago, my son's best friend and his five year old brother died because of a terrible decision made under an awful influence on an unfamiliar river. A week after my son's birthday, and the Friday before Father's Day. The funeral was on the older boy's birthday.
What I want for Father's Day, then, is to lay out in this new backyard of ours and read and try to relax but utterly fail. I want to suffer from the constant interruption and fighting and complaining that seem so familiar to me as the person responsible for raising two unbelievably normal children. I don't want them to treat me special or bring me gifts or even behave for that matter, but to act as though nothing has ever happened, as though nothing has changed from one day to the next, one transition to the other, with the hope that at least for a day, nothing might ever change.
I want us to move on and ease into the familiarity of our old, underappreciated routine.