When I first came up with the idea of seeking “the most original, captivating TRUE Father’s Day story,” I didn’t really know what to expect. The publicist who offered the watch left the contest details up to me.
The response has been phenomenal. The story that was most “like my life,” came from Marlene. Like her dad, I desperately crave a day of quiet. Of course, as soon as she started the story, I knew how it would end:
As Barney (the dog) sat down at my Dad’s feet, he touched my Dad and woke him! My Dad jumped because he was startled. We screamed and the dog and kids ran out of the room. We heard our Father say, “Being a Father means there are no more days of peace and quiet - just moments in between.”
Noreen’s story about the last photo of her grandfather was particularly poignant to me because my grandfathers died four weeks apart. I got to say goodbye to one, but not the other. Here’s Noreen’s words:
I remember having this overwhelming urge to get a picture with my Grandpa. He kept putting me off but I insisted. We took a picture of Grandma and Grandpa with their arms around me. I treasure that picture as it was the last time I ever saw Grandpa.
Lindsey’s story of her how her son made Father’s Day breakfast is probably the funniest entry and not too far from the efforts of my kids on Mother’s Day:
I let him choose a bowl … to which he promptly chose the largest mixing bowl I own. I let him pour whatever cereal he wanted ... so he poured a mixture of amaranth flakes, raisin bran, and coco puffs. To the brim. I let him pour the milk, and he poured in about a tablespoon. To top it off, he got to choose the spoon ... and he picked his favorite one – the Transformers spoon – also the smallest spoon in the drawer.
He waddled over to Dad, balancing the bowl precariously between his little hands and placed it *proudly* at his feet.
I’ve never seen him or my husband beam that hard.
In the end, I felt the two emotionally strongest stories came from Brandy W and John B. In Brandy’s case, I can’t imagine anything worse than for a dad than to miss so much of his children’s first months. (And I’m sure it was no cakewalk for Brandy, either.)
Well thank goodness 10-1/2 months later he came home safe. He lost a lot of good friends including our best friend. The look on his face when he saw her was priceless.
In John’s case, he couldn’t be any different from myself. All the while his wife was pregnant, John wasn’t even sure he wanted to be a dad. That is the exact opposite of myself; I’ve wanted kids since I was a teenager.
I’m sure you’ve heard other stories where a man discovers dadhood during delivery, but John’s story is a bit different:
Our son was in the special care nursery for 5 days, we couldn’t hold him, all we could do was watch thru the window. They had him under lights, he was blindfolded, taped up and they stuck him every 2 hours in his tiny feet to test to see if a blood transfusion would be needed – as brain damage occurs if the count were to get too high. It was probably at that point, with the both of us crying in front of that window ... that my mind finally changed and I really became a father.
Perhaps because John went into fatherhood so reluctantly, his story rang loudest in my head. And because of that, John, you win the Casio Waveceptor watch. (John, drop me an e-mail at brettdl(at)dadtalk.net with your full name and address so the watch can be sent to you.)
I want to thank everyone who participated. Personally, I think all dads are deserving of a great watch so they won’t be late for their child’s next ball game, music lesson or play date.
Happy Father’s Day everyone.