Scouts-L Mail Archive for June of 1999: Happy Father's Day!!!
Happy Father's Day!!!
Charles W. Pourciau
Tue, 15 Jun 1999 10:50:25 -0500
I've always heard that it takes someone special to be a Dad. I wish all Dads
the happiest, most loving day this Sunday. Take care and may God bless you.
When I was five, my biological father committed suicide. It left me
feeling as though I'd done something wrong; that if I had been
better somehow, maybe he'd have stayed around. My mother remarried
shortly thereafter, and this man was my dad until I was nineteen.
I called him Dad and used his name all through school. But, when he
and my mother divorced, he just walked away. Once again, I wondered
what was wrong with me that I couldn't keep a father.
Mother remarried again, and Bob was a wonderful, kind man. I was
twenty now and no longer living at home, but I felt a great love
and attachment for him. A few years later my mother was diagnosed
with cancer and was not given long to live. Shortly before she died,
Bob came over to my house alone one day. We talked about a lot of
things, and then he told me that he wanted me to know that he'd
always be there for me, even after Mother was gone. Then he asked
if he could adopt me.
I could hardly believe my ears. Tears streamed down my face. He wanted
me - me! This man had no obligation to me, but he was reaching out
from his heart, and I accepted. During the adoption proceedings, the
judge commented on all the undesirable duties of his profession and
then with a tear in his eye, thanked us for brightening his day as he
pronounced us father and daughter. I was twenty-five, but I was his
Three short years later, Bob, too, was diagnosed with cancer and was
gone within the year. At first I was hurt and angry at God for taking
this father away too. But eventually the love and acceptance that I
felt from Dad came through again, and I became, once more, grateful
for the years we had.
On Father's Day I always reflect on what I've learned about fatherhood.
I've learned that it is not dependent on biology or even on raising a
child. Fatherhood is a matter of the heart. Bob's gift from the heart
will warm my soul for eternity.
By Sherry Lynn Blake Jensen Miller