Father's Day

This past week, I finally got around to reading The Last Lecture by Randy Pausch.  The small, hard cover edition was for sale at my library.  I paid a buck and brought it home.  It's one of those books that you can read in one sitting.  I'm sure you are all familiar with the Last Lecture even if you haven't seen the video or read the book.  It's about a guy with a terminal diagnosis reflecting on his life for the sake of his three young children.  It's beautiful.  This guy loves his kids and he wants them to know him as they grow up without any memories of him.  I want Randy Pausch as my dad.

Which brings me to Father's Day.

It is a holiday that I absolutely hate.  None of the Hallmark cards can express to my father what I want to say to him.  I wrote an essay about him and it's been rejected by quite a few places.  If you want to read it, I'll email it to you because I'm experiencing technical difficulties. It's called Poker Face.  Not to be confused with this Poker Face.

Now, for my husband, the day is a different story.  This year, I am inspired by the Last Lecture.  I want my kids to make cards for their dad and be very specific about what they appreciate about him.  We all want to know what we're doing right and the more specific we can be, the better. We will probably take him to the batting range since he's been talking about going there for months.  Then we'll probably go eat somewhere he likes.

What are you doing for Father's Day?