To all the men out there being father-in-laws to women without fathers… love them like they are your own. Make up for all the years you didn’t know them by trying hard now. Pretend you should have been there for all those years you never could have been. She needs you. Even if she doesn’t know it.
She needs you to just be there on her wedding day. You don’t have to do anything. Just be. There are so many more years you will need to step in.
There will be the moment her team loses, and she will need a consolation beer.
There will be a time that she can’t fix the thing she broke and it needs to be fixed before your son comes home because she wants it that way.
There will be a time when the dog needs to be picked up from daycare.
There will be the time when she’s pregnant, scared, and you are the closest person. She will need to come to the ER to make sure she is OK. That the baby is OK.
There will be a brief juncture in your daughter-in-law’s life where everything will revolve around a baby. She may need you to grab a glass of water while she’s nursing your grandbaby. She needs you to not skip a beat.
There will be chimneys that crumble and paint that chips and every part of her world will seem like it is crumbling. And she needs you to be her rock.
Because your son and she… they’re just kids, still. Just like you once were.
Thank you to my father-in-law for being the Dad I need… especially when I am so far from home. For all the football Sundays (Mondays and Thursdays, too), digging out my car, building play sets, taking care of the pup, helping us get our dream home, and for extra long hugs when I need them. To all the father-in-laws to daughters without fathers, thank you for taking on the role.