When you are a diagnosed depressive you have your good days and your bad ones. Sometimes the good days are great days or even fantastic days.
Today is Father's Day. It is always a special day for me and has rarely been anything but wonderful. For that past 18 years I have had the privilege to be a father to a spectacular boy. Yes, he has caused some grief in the past but whose kid hasn't. If, after 18 years, you can look back and say that 99% of the time you both got it right I think that is more than can expected.
For me, being a father and a parent was one of the hardest, scariest and most wonderful experiences of my life. I know that I am not finished. I plan on being around for many, many years and that I will never stop being a father.
Today, after my son woke up, he presented me with a gift and a homemade card. Here is what the card said:
Dear Dad,
Things have been amazing over the past 18 and a half years no matter what bad things have happened. I am so lucky to have a Dad like you who is so loving, strong, and confident in everything you do! I really hope that today is an awesome day for you and that things just get easier.
Love Harrison.
Was today a good day. Not even close. Today was an unimaginably great day!
Happy Father's Day to all.
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