Being a Dad Isn’t All Smiles
A couple weeks ago at work I received a call. It was Little A. This wasn’t out of the ordinary as my wife usually lets her call me once in a while. Usually the phone call consisted of Little A rambling on about what she had for breakfast or where the cat was sleeping.
But not this time.
I picked up the phone.
There was no happy, go lucky two and a half year old voice on the other side of the phone like usual. All I could hear was whimpering and the odd sniffle. Then between the sniffling a little voice peaked out.
“I miss you dad, please come home.”
Instant my heart sank. It was the first time Little A was truly sad. She wasn’t crying because someone took her toy, or that she didn’t want chicken for dinner. It was genuine.
The conversation continued.
“I love you dad, I don’t want you to work anymore.”
Now my heart felt like it was being steamrolled into a pancake. Its amazing how a few words can have such an impact when they come from your children.
I told Little A that daddy needs to stay at work and I would play with her when I got home. And after a reluctant “Okay…” the phone call ended.
This was probably my most heartbreaking moment as a dad. It was the first time my child truly missed me, and was able to express it. She wasn’t just crying or playing strange. Its times like this that makes you take a step and realize your kids are growing up fast.
Have you experienced a moment like this? How did you handle your kids growing into actual little humans?