A Personal Father's Day Reflection on the Journey of Life

Tom Peracchio 1961For me father's day will always be a true understanding of the word bittersweet.

In a rather odd twist to the circle of life,
my first father's day as a father,
was my first father's day without my father.

They say a man does not understand death,
until he loses his father.

Does a man not understand life,
until he becomes a father?

Should I be sad for what I have lost?
I have no more remorse for the fears,
than I have for the joys.

Should I be happy for what I have gained?
I have no more regret for the tears,
than I have for the laughter.

The death of my father marked the end of a journey,
a time when nothing seemed to matter.
It was the worst of times.
I felt so tired I thought I would die.

The birth of my daughter marked the start of journey,
and everything seemed to have a purpose.
It was the best of times.
I had so much energy I felt I could fly.

Twenty years have past since my daughter was born,
and my father passed away.
I look back on things I read, and things I wrote.

I do not always have a clear destination in mind,
but I feel sure of my journey.
To appreciate the journey, is to appreciate life.

 

 

First published in 2010 for the now defunct website Associated Content, I collected some thoughts gathered over the years to write a father's day reflection in the form of the poem as it appears here.  The personal photograph is of me and my father. For those of you old enough to remember, I am holding my "Beanie Boy" doll from the Beanie and Cecil Show.

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