last weekend we celebrated jerry’s brother’s 40th birthday
and collected photos of marc’s younger years.
this means we were looking at jerry’s younger years too.
and so much makes sense.
it makes sense that he is at home in the country.
it makes sense that he values hard work.
it makes sense that he is responsible.
it makes sense that he is comfortable hugging his kids.
looking at those photos and thinking of my own dad,
we got one of my albums down.
i love that my kids are familiar with these
classic “little boy opa” pictures…
it makes sense that he is passionate.
it makes sense that he lives through his music.
it makes sense that he knows how to work.
it makes sense that he stops his world when he is needed.
it makes sense that i love him and that i know he loves me.
to my father, my father-in-law,
and the father of my children,
thank you.
to everyone who has shown them love and compassion,
tenderness and patience, grace and mercy, thank you.
there is a long line of love to honor this day.
i am toe deep grateful that today is a day of joy.
prairie daze 
Thank you Kristin for sharing this with me. I love all your posts, this one especially poignant for me, I’ve been missing my father for 12 1/2 years.
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oh, what a tender day it can be. take care.
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I just noticed this had been posted. Thank you, thank you, thank you. What a beautiful reflection on “why it all makes sense.”
It does indeed make sense. “it makes sense that i love him and that i know he loves me.”
I send a big hug!
Dad
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I love looking at these old pictures and seeing your kids in these people. My goodness, do I ever see Eliza in young Jerry and in young Chuck. And wow, doesn’t Jerry’s dad ever look like him now!! This is a wonderful post.
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Had this piece that I love playing in the background while reading your beautiful (as always) post.
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toby, this music brings this post to another level. thank you.
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Love this post :)
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Beautiful!
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Happy Father’s Day, Jer-Bear. Thank you for all the “fathering” you have done for my children. I think my favorite memory is when you had them (all 6) and you were so tired and Kristin and I came in from women’s group, saw you lying on the couch, and heard you say…”OK, OK listen, so a guy walks into a bar….” Hope summer Jerry is in full bloom!
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