Many years ago, on a sunny afternoon on a construction site in Lagos Nigeria, some group of men were having a discussion bordering on Fatherhood, after many contributions from different persons, an elderly man the oldest Engineer, looked straight and said “see… you cannot completely understand the love and joy of a Father until you become one”, the truths in those words filtered into me and I have not stopped pondering on it for many years.
While not many of us might be Fathers yet, I make bold to say that a good number of us have at one way or the other if not presently, enjoyed the Love of having a Father, i.e. the joy of being a daughter or a son. So I write this piece not as a Father, but as one who has and still experiences the love and joy of having a Father-if you also do; cherish it while it lasts and if you don’t, relish the memories or simply read on…
Speaking from Africa where I currently live, I can say form an African background, I understand children find it easier to appreciate and celebrate Mothers (still in my opinion anyways) more than Fathers- who mostly are our unsung heroes. I do not make light of the need to appreciate and celebrate our mothers, but I believe we need to equally celebrate our Mothers and Fathers.
I have a Father and he is my hero…and I appreciate and celebrate him – and off course all Fathers today and always…
Permit me to reminisce here…today I remember my Dad not only the Phone conversation of yesterday or our last chat couple of weeks ago…no beyond that…I remember the young graduate shoe shop owner who put me on his shoulder almost every afternoon and took me to watch at the famous Lekan Salami Stadium or Adamasingba in Ibadan to watch those matches of ICC, shooting stars and also made sure I met the legendary footballer Muda Lawal after one of those matches..
I remember the man who took me on his big bicycle and took me on a ride almost every evening after leaving the office…ahah! The man who showed and taught me the importance of DIY(Do-It-Yourself) and having a toolbox at home…The man who taught us all the importance of having a skill… and much more wonderful memories...I love you Dad! God bless you and all Fathers.
We all can relate to some personal and wonderful memories we hold dear about our Dads (I invite you to share with us at comments section at the end of the post) off course it doesn’t leave out the fact that we must have had those ‘fights’ with our Dads, some fights which usually are in our best interests while even at times too its human for them to make mistakes.
And for those who have no Fathers anymore, I say hold on to those precious memories and for those who have none, I will say look up to the Father of all fathers- The Almighty God is your Father!
They are the centroid and pillar of every house, the king and often unsung heroes in every home. They are always the human hub through whom we are all connected…They give us a sense of identity, They inspire us, discipline us when needed and give us the shoulders to cry on…they challenge us to go farther than we usually thought possible.. They are our Fathers!
Lots of Love to all the worlds’ Dads, you are the best!
8:34am Lagos, Nigeria.Sorry for the previous broken link ...
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