A man finds out that his father died in his sleep.
He’s surrounded by his wife and children when he discovers the terrible news.
He’s devastated, and he doesn’t know how to contain himself.
How can his father be gone so suddenly?
How can he imagine a life without his father?
Without thinking, he cries.
His wife quickly comes over and tries to comfort him.
He welcomes her embrace, and he still continues to cry.
His daughters start crying as well.
It hurts them to see their father in pain.
He assures them that he’ll be alright, and he still continues to cry.
His sons didn’t know what to do.
They had never seen their father be so emotional and vulnerable.
They had never seen their father have a moment of weakness.
They wondered what did it mean as their father continues to cry.
Those boys would later realize that their father was simply being a man.
A man that had lost a father.
A man that needed to cry and mourn for his father.
A man that needed the comfort of his wife and children.
A man that wasn’t afraid to be weak in front of his family.
A man that has integrity, dignity, honor and love in his heart.
A man that always wants to teach his sons the true meaning of strength and courage can come in times of weakness.
Their father was a man at his weakest.
But most importantly, he was a father at his weakest.
This poem is dedicated to my father Shawn McNeil. Thank you for never being afraid to cry, being emotional and being vulnerable. Thank you for always teaching me how to be a true man. I love you so much, dad! Happy Father’s day to you and all the good fathers in this world.