For those of you who follow me, you know that I don’t take each day I open my eyes for granted. I’m seventy-one years old now, soon to be seventy-two. Days like Father’s Day are like another slathering of icing on the cake. If I’m here to see and experience another one, I’ll continue to add blessings to my credit column.
This year’s Father’s Day had a heaping of exceptional value. I’ve made it through the worst of the pandemic, even though I had covid-19. All the articles, news reports and opinions from doctors indicated that folks like me, with underlying health conditions, had a heighten risk of not surviving covid-19. Well, I did, and now, well over two years since the onslaught of the pandemic, I’m here to celebrate Father’s Day 2022. It’s not just Father’s Day for me. You might say it’s Grandfather’s Day and Great Grandfather’s Day, too. Yes, I’m all three.
What did I do on Father’s Day 2022? I’m glad you asked. One added special thing to Father’s Day this year was the celebration of Juneteenth, which occurred on the same day. Juneteenth was the day in 1865 when Federal troops arrived in Galveston, Texas to informed the enslaved African Americans that they were free Juneteenth – Wikipedia. I celebrated both days. The weather was hot as Hades, but Chris and I ventured out the day before Father’s Day to celebrate Juneteenth at a street festival put on by the Mosaic Templars Museum if Downtown Little Rock. After two hours of folks, and fun, we retreated to our airconditioned automobile sweat-soaked clothing and all. On Sunday, officially Father’s Day, we had our virtual Sunday school lesson, which I taught; then, we rushed off to church for services. Things are still too risky for our church to enclose people in small classrooms for Bible study; however, we do have worship service in the sanctuary, with masks and ample social distancing still being apropos.
After church, I was treated by Chris and the kids to a Chicken Alfredo dinner from The Olive Garden Restaurant. I’m not one who cares that much for eating restaurant food, but Olive Garden’s Chicken Alfredo is just too good to pass up. I left church and went to the restaurant to pick up the food for us to eat at home. I’ve always thought families don’t make as much of a deal to celebrate Father’s Day to the same extent as Mother’s Day. The crowd at the Olive Garden proved me wrong this year. Folks were standing around in the foyer, waiting for tables, and out the door unto the deck. Getting takeout was a wise choice.
After stuffing myself with Chicken Alfredo, garlic bread and salad, I rested for a short while before retreating to my office where my trusted Shi-Tzu, Ari and I napped for good while.
Father’s Day 2022, a celebration to remember. I hope it was in your neck of the woods, too.
I’m old and blessed…hope you will be too.