In honor of the upcoming Father’s Day holiday, I thought I would share with you a little bit about my father in law. But first I need to tell you a little about my past in order to tell you about him.
My parents divorced when I was 2. I didn’t see my dad again until I was about 10, and even then we were never really close. I think I must have been a mystery to him because I was the quiet bookworm type, and he was the outgoing life of the party. When I was 17, he passed away from cancer. From 2 to 17 my mom remarried 4 more times. I was definitely the product of a broken home, several times over. So, to me, a dad was just a man who stayed for a bit, but always ended up leaving.
When I met my husband, I found it odd, and maybe a little intimidating that his parents were still married. I know most women dread meeting their significant others mothers, but it was his dad Carl that I was nervous about meeting. I figured he’d take one look at me, and immediately feel I was not worthy of his son. Thankfully, I couldn’t have been more wrong. Carl is the most generous, funny, caring, and dedicated man I have ever met. He has been with his wife since she was 15, just retired from Pepsi after 35 years of service, and is the grandfather to ALL GIRLS! 5 to be exact. How he is able to put up with that many women is beyond me, but they all adore him. He is not “grandpa,” but is called “Pop.” He loves to dress up as Santa, and will make visits to the homes of every child he knows on Christmas Eve. When I need a baby sitter, he is the first person I think to ask. He is quirky, tells terrible jokes, gives unsolicited advice, his suggestions sometimes leave you wondering what the heck he is talking about, but you know that he will always be in your corner when you need him.
I believe my husband is the great husband and father he is today because of Carl. His work ethic, his commitment to his family and friends, and life values can all be attributed to the example his father set for him. When Jason was in Taiwan, his dad told me he was coming over to mow the lawn. I asked why he would want to do that, (our yard is a pia to mow), and his response was “Because I’m the dad, and that’s my job to help out.” Because of Carl, I finally got what I’ve been missing my whole life. I’ve finally learned what a real father is.
Happy Father’s Day!