06/20/2026
For anyone missing a father or a father that is missing a child this is for you. Be gentle with yourself 💞
As Father's Day approaches, I've been thinking a lot about my own father.
My dad lived to be 89 years old, and while I was grateful for every one of those years, his death left a space in my life that can never be filled.
Even now, there are times when something happens and my first thought is, "I should call Dad."
Then I remember I can't.
Grief has a way of making us reach for people who aren’t here. But tonight, I'm also thinking about another group of people.
The fathers who’ve buried a child.
I honestly don't know if there are words big enough for that kind of loss.
As painful as losing my father was, there’s a natural order to it. We expect, at least intellectually, that one day we will say goodbye to our parents. But no parent expects to outlive their child.
No father imagines standing at a graveside saying goodbye to the son he taught to ride a bike or the daughter whose hand once fit inside his.
And yet so many do.
This weekend will be difficult for many people. Some will be missing the father who taught them how to live. Others will be missing the child who gave them a reason to. And some will be carrying both losses at the same time.
If that's you, I just want you to know that you're not alone.
Father's Day can be beautiful. But it can also be heartbreaking. And sometimes it's both at the same time.
So this weekend, whether you're honoring your father, grieving your father, grieving your child, or just trying to make it through another hard day, please be gentle with yourself.
Love doesn't end when someone dies. And neither does the bond between a father and child.
Not really.
Gary Sturgis
Author of: ‘SURVIVING GRIEF - 365 Days A Year’