10 insightful posts about Fathers Day

10 insightful posts about Fathers Day

Aaron spent the past two days simmering his homemade ragu. I’d love to share a recipe, but his sauce is an expression of his love for food rather than anything that could be pinned to paper. Two days of simmering, tasting, adding, hand wringing, simmering, tasting, adding, tasting, simmering… a lot of love went into this meal. On Father’s Day, we finally got to sit down and eat it, and it was definitely worth the wait. I’m not sure if he planned to have the sauce ready for Father’s Day, or if it just worked out that way, but I certainly wasn’t going to get in his way. I didn’t have to cook. And the food was amazing.

I’m so lucky to have such a great husband, who also happens to be an awesome dad to our 5-year-old, and an amazing, if occasional, cook.

So instead of cooking, I’m going to round up some of my favorite fathers day posts this year. I’ll tackle the dishes later.

10 insightful posts about fathers day

  1. Dale Partridge is one of my favorite writers, and he delivers again with this post on the things dads need to hear.
  2. John Kinnear at Ask Your Dad tells us a little about how his dad shaped the man he became.
  3. Suzanne Braun Levine discusses how dads parent differently now in this HuffPo piece. This is something I have noticed myself. I love how involved dads is not only a trend, it’s becoming an expectation, and guys are living up to it.
  4. Hillary from Domestic Bliss Squared pens a letter to her dad explaining how she came to a new understanding of his perspective after becoming a parent herself.
  5. DudeMom shares 10 things I love about my husband as a father.
  6. On BlogHer, manvsmommy comes through with a wonderful letter to her husband that said something dads really need to hear, and reminding me that I need to say thank you to my husband as well. He’s an awesome dad, too.
  7. In this TED Talk, Steve Addis shares how a little father-daughter tradition helped to bond him with his daughter.
  8. Gina at Fitnessista talks about falling in love with her husband in a new way after watching him become a father. I can certainly relate to that feeling.
  9. And because we need a giggle in here, P.J. Rourke shares some thoughts on the ridiculousness of Father’s Day.
  10. I definitely need to include my own post: 5 things I learned from my Dad. I wrote this the first Father’s Day after he passed away, but those lessons are still the ones I would pick.

BONUS:

Happy Reading.

Happy Father’s Day.

And, wish me luck on those dishes!

Remembering Dad on Memorial Day

Remembering Dad on Memorial Day

I’ve spent the past month helping Mom move out of her apartment. Through that process I’ve been taking a moment to scan photographs before packing the pictures to ship.  OK, I’ve been taking a little more than a moment to preserve the photos, but it’s well worth the time investment. I love having these photos digitized, and accessible to the family on Flickr.

Michael H. Schwartz remembering dad on memorial day

I made a point of setting aside these photos of my dad from his tour of duty in Vietnam in 1968-69, so I could put them up for today’s Memorial Day post.

Michael H. Schwartz

Bronze Star, Vietnam War

Michael H. Schwartz

Michael H. Schwartz

Michael H. Schwartz

Michael H. Schwartz

Michael H. Schwartz

Michael H. Schwartz

Thank you Dad, and Grandad, Aaron, Alex, David, and everyone else that served.

The Brute Squad

Shortly after we were engaged, Aaron and I went to dinner with some friends. We got to talking about my family, so I pulled this picture of my dad and brothers from my wallet.  Lars looked at the picture a moment, then set it down on the table while backing away a bit.

He turned to my husband and said, “Dude, whatever you do, don’t piss her off.”

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So far, so good.

New Perspective on Memory

New Perspective on Memory

I was in the back seat, pretending to sleep as we pulled into the driveway late after a long day of shopping. At five, and the oldest in a large family, the odds of Daddy carrying me into the house and up the stairs to my room were pretty slim. But that didn’t stop me from trying.

Most of the time, he’d wake me up and send me inside, but every once in a while my little ploy worked.  I’d rest my head on his shoulder as we ascended the stairs, and ragdoll as he maneuvered me into my jammies.  Then he would tuck me into bed, brush the hair from my face, and plant a kiss on my forehead.  I relished those moments, soaking up the attention.

Parenthood has given me a new perspective on this memory. I wonder how transparent my motives were.  Did he know I was only pretending to sleep, and carry me in anyway?  Did he want to hold me as much as I wanted to be held? As a child, I only thought about how I had to compete with my brothers for attention and affection. It didn’t occur to me that my parents might crave those cuddles, too.

Judy and Daddy

Today would have been my dad’s 65th birthday.

I miss you, Dad.

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