“Grief is the price we pay for love.” – Queen Elizabeth II
While many plan how they’re going to celebrate this upcoming Father’s Day, some of us need to plan how we’re going to survive it. My siblings and I lost our Dad to cancer in 2004 and we will never stop missing him. My heart especially breaks for a very close friend of mine, who only recently lost his father. And since he’s a chef, this Sunday he will have to look out onto a restaurant dining room full of Dads being celebrated.
I will be spending the afternoon of Father’s Day in my favorite form of escapism – riding Tara. As I drive to the stable, I’ll shed a few tears over the Dad-size hole in my heart, and shed a few more for my friend who's lost his dad. If you still have a dad in your life, give him a nice big hug in person or at least over the phone and by all means celebrate him. However, if your dad is now your angel in heaven, as mine is, you might want to join me in enjoying a quiet, reflective afternoon out in the pasture with your horse.
We had a break in our hot Virginia weather this past weekend, and Tara and I had a really fun ride. When I walked into work Monday morning, I was sharing with a non-riding friend how smooth and exhilarating Tara’s canter was. As I was recapturing the feeling and searching to find the right words, I finally shrugged and said, “It was what I imagine it would be like to go on a magical carpet ride.” Corny, but true.
This Sunday when I wake up missing my dad, Tara will be there to share a little more of her magic with this fatherless girl. She can lift me up, up and away from any heaviness.