'Where is the Love?'
Of course, this beautiful song by the Black Eyed Peas (this was their first hit) popped into my head.
I had missed a call from hubby because I was on the phone with my oldest son. He had called me from college to let me know he had received the package I had sent him.
Hubby said "Why'd he call you? What about me?" Poor hubby felt what I am sure every father feels at one time or another. Mom gets all the love.
Apparently Dad's start to feel unloved! Where IS the love for the Dads? (And yes, I picked hubby's least favorite QB for this fine example. Sorry hun.)
What hubby forgets is that he and my oldest do talk, and for much longer than I ever talk to him. They get in to deep conversations, debates, and they also log a lot of video game time together when my son is not at school.
Truly, the love is there with Dad too. Because when they talk, they share things I could never share. (I could never teach the boys how to shave their face properly. Their legs maybe, but face? No. )They are men, they are friends, and they look to each other for advice, companionship, and guy stuff that boys just shouldn't share with their mothers.
|A Tee Shirt lovingly decorated way back when, for Father's Day. |
(Yes, those are socked foot-pints, but my youngest refused to take his socks off to get his foot-prints.
My boys are stubborn, by the way)
|Father and Son|
(college drop off)
And as it turned out, hubby didn't have to worry. My son DID call hubby later that afternoon. And guess what? They talked for 2 hours!
Yes, dads do get the love, perhaps less publicly, more private, but just as deep.