Happy Monday 🙂
I hope you all had a great weekend and spent time celebrating your Dads, husbands, grandfathers, brothers etc. I also hope that those missing their Dad spent their day reflecting and reliving great memories of theirs.
If you follow me on Instagram (@hillarykweidner) you know that I had a crazy incredible weekend at the Food & Wine Classic in Aspen. It. was. insane and I can’t wait to tell you all about it later this week.
Right now, I want to talk about Father’s Day.
I woke up Sunday at 4am for our day of travel back to Cincinnati and I just had one of those days. Every day is sad, you know? But all day Sunday I had a larger pit in my stomach than normal.
As Jordan always does he asked “what are you thinking” and I said “It’s just sad that I don’t have a Dad on Father’s Day.’
He quickly (and almost with a little anger in his voice like he was defending him) said,
“Hillary, you still have a Dad.”
And it’s true. My Father’s Day wasn’t spent as it typically was – with breakfast with Dad at The Echo and Sunday night dinner with everyone celebrating the greatest man in the world.
This year was different.
I received a lot of really really nice text messages and notes from friends and one of them, who also lost his father, reminded me that Father’s Day for us is supposed to be a time to reflect on Dad and appreciate everything he did for us.
So, although it was a sad day, it was a good time to talk to Dad. Talk to him and tell him how much I appreciate him and all he did (and is still doing) for me.
Because after all, it was Father’s Day and yes, I still have a Dad to be thankful for.