Is Father’s Day Less Special Than Mother’s Day?
I was listening to the radio a few days ago and someone mentioned that Father’s Day is less special than Mother’s Day. I thought about it for a second and came to the conclusion that it might just be true.
Are mothers celebrated, acknowledged, beloved more than dads? Maybe, especially when it comes to receiving materialistic gifts for Fathers Day. When it comes to shopping for dad, 5.4 billion dollars is spent on Fathers Day gifts as apposed to the 10.8 billion spent on mom. Again, that’s materialistic things.
When it comes to pure heartfelt love, the gap is probably not as wide. However, I am of the opinion moms pretty much have the upper hand in this area too. Probably because she carried you around for nine months and may have been a stay at home mom which meant you received more bonding time with her as opposed to dad. Maybe it’s because in many households dad is the disciplinarian. Maybe it’s because children think dad is always at work and not around enough which helps to make them closer to mom.
Also, more Mother’s Day cards are sent than Father’s Day cards. Is this because there are more deadbeat dads in the world and children don’t know where their fathers are?
My father is still living, my mother is not. Losing a mom is hard. They say you never really get over it. I believe that. I’ve never heard that said about dads much, if at all.
Now being a father, this bothers me a tad. I certainly don’t desire higher billing than my children’s mother, but equal sure would do the trick.
“I cried when each of my children were born because my heart couldn’t contain the miracle I witnessed. I sang Elvis songs while rocking my children for hours and hours when I was so tired I could hardly stay awake. In the early years I worked numerous jobs at the same time to provide for my family with only a few hours of sleep a night. I remember falling asleep at the wheel many nights on the way home only to be awakened by the sound of the tires on the car leaving the asphalt hitting the shoulder of the road. I became an expert at changing diapers. I used Neosporin on everything. I made 99.9% of my children’s events. Even coached my daughter’s baseball games when I wasn’t qualified enough. I remember the time I received a call from officials in St. Landry parish letting me know that my son had been in a major car accident, I never want to feel that way again. The lowest point of my life was during and after my divorce. Not being able to kiss my kids goodnight, every night, almost killed me. I work very hard to this day to provide for my children. It takes a lot and I never have enough to go around, but I don’t regret one dime. Because you see, any male can be a dad, but it takes a special man to be a father. On a scale from 1 to 10, my children may not score me as high as I’d like them to I’m sure, but that wouldn’t stop me from taking a bullet for them. I guess that makes me…a father.”
Happy Father’s Day