Tonight, as I sit beside my husband watching videos of our son downhill mountain biking earlier today, I decided to express my gratitude in celebration of Father’s Day. My husband is a private man, and on more than one occasion he has warned me not to boast. So to keep my boasting to a minimum, and to maintain a modicum of privacy, I will keep my gratitude brief. My middle-aged husband is so dedicated and loving a father that he tries to keep up with our daredevil just-shy-of-fourteen-year-old son as they bicycle insane downhill mountain trails. Best of all, I love husband, and he loves (dare I say, adores) me. Parenting is tough. Parenting while living with a mental illness, even harder. Parenting with a supportive understanding spouse, the best thing ever. Thank you to the best father in the world (in my not so humble and very much boastful opinion).
Thanks on Father’s Day
About the Author: Kitt O'Malley
Bipolar Writer & Mental Health Advocate
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