You know the saying, "Anyone can be a father, but it takes a special man to be a Dad."
Matt was a real Dad. He lived his life wholesome and full. Kept himself healthy, active, educated, happy. Provided an excellent example for his children. He was his nephews' and niece's favorite uncle, and when he had children of his own, he reveled in his role. He did more things with his kids in the short time he had them than many men do throughout their whole lives.
My brother. Another man who takes on his role as Dad with his whole heart and soul.
My Dad. He can't do enough for me and my kids lately, and it's been so wonderful to have him such an active part of our lives through all this. Just having him near is comforting for me.
My father-in-law. He and Matt really grew close the past few years, and it was a beautiful thing to see. He loves me like one of his own, and is a wonderful grandpa. My heart goes out to him today.
A couple of weeks ago, one of Jacob's teachers told me that they were going to be doing Father's Day projects with the kids. She wanted to know if I wanted Jacob to do his project for Grandpa instead, or something else. I told her that it's perfectly fine if he wants to do something for his Daddy, and that I'd prefer to leave the decision up to him.
He drew a sweet picture for Daddy, and wrote a story on the back:
"Dad and I used to ride our bikes in town. We would go fishing, too. Dad would watch Polar Express with me. It is my favorite movie. Brown was his favorite color. We would play with my trains, too! I love my Dad... A Zillion!
Happy Father's Day, My Love.
And Happy Father's Day to all the other great Dads out there - whether here or in spirit.