A Father’s Day Gift of Love
We’re just days away now from an important date on the calendar. Father’s Day is celebrated nationwide on Sunday, June 19th.
In Shady Pines on this lazy Sunday afternoon in the Sanders’ home, Harold Sanders is feeling a little down.
He’s in the den slouched on his big, comfy chair watching his favorite baseball team on TV.
It’s late in the game and Harold’s guys are two runs ahead of the other team. What’s so bad?
Harold should be happy. But it’s the commercials that are affecting his mood.
Selling The Day
“Why do they make such a fuss about Father’s Day?” he wonders out loud. “It’s ridiculous.”
Harold’s wife, Edna, is across the room lounging on the couch. She’s looking through recipes in her latest cooking magazine while listening to the ballgame. “What’s that dear?”
Harold swivels and faces her. “I’m sick and tired of all the fuss these advertisements make to get people to buy the right gift for Father’s Day. What IS the Right gift? It’s just a way for companies to sell stuff and make money.”
Edna can see that he’s upset. “Honey, what’s really wrong?” she asks.
Harold turns the volume down on the TV. “What’s supposed to happen when your children are covered in fur? They’re not going to buy me a mower.”
When The Kids Have 4 Legs
Before Edna can answer, a silver cat in full flight charges into the room chased by a handsome Australian Shepherd dog. “Halley, you are such a pain. Give me my toy back!”
Halley’s Comet carries a small chew toy in her mouth. In one clean leap she lands on the wooden desk in the corner of the room. “I don’t see your name on it, Booo-mer-rang!”
“You know darn well that’s my toy,” says Boomer. “Dad gave it to me for my birthday.”
“Funny, I don’t remember that,” says Halley looking down at the angry pooch.
Boomer points at the toy. “Well look at it, will ya!”
Harold sighs, gets up, and walks over to the desk. He throws the birthday cake toy down to Boomer and slings Halley over his shoulder while stroking her back. “Halley my girl, you love to taunt him, don’t you?”
Edna agrees. “Yes she does. Sibling rivalry just like human brothers and sisters.”
Harold delivers Halley to Edna’s lap and then gets down on the floor to address Boomer. He pets the dog’s head. “Boomer my boy. I love you but you don’t need to get so riled up. Halley lives for that.”
Harold moves over to sift through the toy basket under the desk. “He holds up Mr. rubber lizard. “C’mon Halley. Come here, girl.”
It’s All About Love and Kindness
Halley jumps off of Edna’s lap and trots happily across the room. Harold gives her the toy. “You know I love you, too, girl. But, please, play with your own toys.”
Harold looks over at Edna who is smiling. “What?” he asks.
“Do you know what a wonderful father you are? You show our kids love and kindness everyday. And they love you right back. Look at them.”
Harold still sits on the floor and realizes that his children are beside him.
Harold lowers and shakes his head. “What’s the matter with me?” he asks. “I have a wonderful wife and a couple of rambuctious, terrific kids who love me. I am a lucky husband and father indeed!”
Edna joins him on the floor and hugs him. “Yes, and besides that, they may have something for you next Sunday that you’re not expecting.”
Be Careful What You Wish For
Harold looks straight into her eys. “Oh, please tell me it will not be crawling, slithering or flying through the house. You know how our daughter likes to surprise us!”
Edna laughs. Boomer barks. Halley tilts her head and thinks about what “gift” she can catch and bring to dad. Birds are fun…
And that’s how we leave the Sanders on a lovely Sunday in the small Southern town of Shady Pines!