remembering father's day

this year, mark spent father's day, well, being a father. a small emergency had us go straight to the emergency room at the end of church. and i mean literally at the end of church. poor tak got a deep cut on his angelic little forehead, deep enough that it merited waiting about 5 hours in the E.R. to be seen and, luckily, there were no stitches involved. they were able to glue my baby's forehead...and mark consoled me as i had a mini bout of sadness, experiencing "motherly guilt"...you know, the kind where you put yourself in the moment over and over again, analyzing all the details and the way you could have prevented the whole thing from happening...("if only..")

thank you, mark, for snapping me out of that! i know it could have been much, much worse.
an exhausting way to spend father's day. sadly, no father's day dinner for mark. by the time we got home, there was only time & energy left for a quick bite, a treat, and a small gift & card for mark. i must say, though, that i know we are blessed that it wasn't a major emergency. and i know it probably won't be the last. but i'm so grateful i have mark as my eternal companion...and i think the kids are happy to have him as their dad...actually, i KNOW they love him immensely and treasure every opportunity they have to be with him.