Our father was taken to his Heavenly home at a very young age: 23, leaving me at 3 years old, my brother at 21 months old, and my other brother at 2 weeks old. It was very tragic and very traumatic. But Dad is still with us and very much a part of us. Each of us kids have now lived more that twice as long as Dad did, but each of us carries startling resemblances to him. There's the physical traits; chalk those up to genetics. But then there are the little quirks, expressions, and personalities that come through even though we didn't observe him directly. It's a comfort to know he is so much a part of us.
We had significant father figures throughout life: precious uncles, grandfathers, teachers, pastors, coaches, scout masters, and friends. I have to include Mom here, too. She overcame frightening obstacles to raise amazing kids! To all of those who nurtured us, and who continue to be our role models and mentors, we love you and thank you for sharing of yourselves for us and everyone you continue to give to so unconditionally.
Happy Father's Day!