Thomas Rhett’s “Father’s Day” Song Is Just Too Much For Me
Okay, so I was doing okay until I heard this song from Thomas Rhett and his father Rhett Akins. They performed it last week on The Grand Ole Opry and according to TR it’s his favorite song he’s ever written. It’s called “Things Dads Do.”
https://youtu.be/86Bwq0ebuxI
One day when I look back on my life and its major events, I have a feeling Father’s Day 2021 will be one of them. In 2001, the Good Lord blessed me with the greatest gift and honor of all-time: getting to be “Dad” to my son Hogan. If you were to tell me then how in this short time he would become my heart, soul, and reason for living…I could have never imagined. Each and every Father’s Day since, all I’ve had to do is wake up and walk into the living room to find my boy. This year, I’m having to go to him.
As part of his degree plan at Coastal Carolina, he’s required to have an internship in the golf industry each summer. This year, he’s working as an Assistant Professional at Farmington Country Club in Charlottesville, Virginia. He is working his tail off, learning so much about all aspects of that business, and his mom and I are very proud of him (oh, and we just got word he made The Dean’s List this last semester, too!).
Anyway, we’re heading up to Virginia to see him this weekend. And by see him, I mean catch a few hours in between his work schedule and sleep. It’s okay, though. If it was just for a second, that would be worth it. I recognize it’s a sign of weakness, but I’m just not ready yet to have a Father’s Day without him. And I know the day is coming when being together will not be possible, and I will have to settle for a phone call or text…and that will have to be enough.
It is only now that I am starting to understand the hole that I’ve unwittingly created in my own Dad’s heart. I don’t remember our last Father’s Day together. And there is no doubt that his world’s sun rises and sets with me. And he’s my hero, too. I’m not sure why I felt compelled to write all this today. Maybe it’s because of what we all went through last year, but I just want to remind you to take a minute this weekend and call the old man. If you’re lucky enough to be able to see him, do it. And if your dad is now with The Father, give a look upward and smile.
Time is the most evil and fickle mistress you’ll ever have. She whispers in your ear that she’ll always be with you and then you wake up one morning, and she’s gone. And you can’t get her back. This may be the last time I’m able to spend this day with my boy, who knows where he might be a year (or years) from now. I intend to not waste a second of it. You should do the same. It’s what Dad’s do.
