Today I honor fathers. I honor my father. I honor a father who took care of his children. I honor a father who communicated with his children. I honor a father who taught his children about life. I honor a father who supported his children financially. I honor a father who went without so that he could provide for his children.
I honor my relatives who are fathers. Some of them are online and some are not.
I honor my friends who are fathers. Today, I realize that I don’t know whether or not some of my friends are fathers. I know about the fathers who talk often about their children. I know about the fathers who travel or have traveled with their children in our circles. But for those friends who I have actually have met in person — not just virtually — there are many whose father status I am not aware of and maybe it’s none of my business. Some are secret fathers.
If you are truly a friend of mine, I know that you nurture and nourish and provide for others. But I do not know if there is someone who thinks of you as a father.
Thank you to those who identify as male who have supported me in any way. I honor you. I appreciate you. I love you.