My dad died in 2002, and I don't have any kids, so Fathers Day, other than as a time for some introspection, has diminished in value for me over the years.
Today, however, my mother, one of my brothers, and I had a unique experience....we had brunch with my nephew and his wife and their four month old daughter. The nephew and family live in the Chicago area, and were passing through our neck of the woods on their way home. We met up in the city to the south of us.
This was the first time my mother had seen her first great grandchild. I know she was very pleased. My brother and I were pretty psyched too...we now are great-uncles.
It struck me, as we sat there eating and visiting, that Fathers Day rolls on....the players come and go, but Fathers Day rolls on. We were celebrating Fathers Day again,.......its just that we were in new roles. It was the first edition of a new father-child team, and we were there to be part of it.
I left the restaurant with a nice feeling.
A grandma with her grandson and great grand daughter.