It seemed like a bunch of dads I “know” and a lot I don’t (but saw on social media) were hoping to get/requesting/wishing for some type of gift for Father’s Day; anything from gear to tech to not having to do X, Y, or Z.
Father’s Day has been celebrated in the USA since 1910 and I’m not quite sure Sonora Smart Dodd necessarily got her dad, Civil War veteran William Jackson Smart, anything. But if anyone deserved “something,” it was him – he was a single dad raising six children AND a Civil War veteran!!
It pissed me off more than it probably should’ve and it’ll probably alienate me from anyone who actually reads this who asked for something, but I’m OK with that.
It just came across as really needy and whiny – a whine I couldn’t quite hear – and for what? A gift to act as validation that they’re actually a dad.
Sure, it’s nice to get stuff (the boys unexpectedly got me a tackle box, G made me a key chain at school, and Nolan made a ceramic frame which I’m grateful for and happy to receive) but isn’t knowing we’re helping raise good humans or that we’re present in our kids’ lives enough?
I spent time with my family, my brother and his family, and my parents. We fished at the lake, paddled some kayaks, drank a few beers, and had a cookout. It was a great day, tackle box and school-made gifts or not.
It’s as if every holiday needs to be represented by something tangible. Like, “Hey, it’s national chicken and waffle day, gotta get me some chicken and waffles!” Fuck that!
Now, I’m not poo-pooing Father’s Day (well, not entirely) but why would anyone who’s not a child actually ask for something just because it’s (insert holiday here).
And now that I’m thinking about it, it’s not about Father’s Day per se, it’s about those expecting gifts for doing your fucking job.
With that, I’ll leave you with this prophetic lyric from DMX, who rapped, “y’all been eatin’ long enough now stop being greedy”.
Now I want some damn chicken and waffles!