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Father's Day was celebrated for the first time in the world on 19 June 1910 in Spokane, Washington. In 1966, President Lyndon Johnson issued a statement announcing that the third Sunday in June would be celebrated as "Father's Day" each year.
Sonora Smart Dodd, the daughter of an American Civil War veteran, thought that fathers should have a day like "Mother's Day" and convinced her to celebrate Father's Day. Finally, Father's Day was celebrated for the first time in the world on 19 June 1910 in Spokane, Washington. In 1966, President Lyndon Johnson issued a statement announcing that the third Sunday in June would be celebrated as "Father's Day" each year. In 1972, President Richard Nixon legally declared Father's Day a public holiday in the United States. Thus, Father's Day celebrations spread from America all over the world with the influence of Hollywood.
Well spread. Today, I wanted to write this article in memory of all fathers who passed away, especially my own father, and all fathers who experienced this feeling. I wrote as if I was calling out to my own father, I called out to our fathers on behalf of all of us. When I say 'Daddy', you who are reading this article, please read as if you are calling your own 'father'.
I miss you so much, Dad. Your face comes to my mind, then I think of your conversations when you look at me. At that moment, it's like I'm out of breath. I feel like a dagger is stabbing my heart. My heart is writhing in pain.
My throat is tight, I can't breathe at that moment, it's like someone is squeezing my throat with all their might. I feel an indescribable pain when I think of you. You left us early. I couldn't get used to his death. Your pain never subsides, Father, in fact, it gets worse day by day. I try not to show it around, to bury my pain inside. Maybe I'm smiling when I look from the outside, but your absence hurts me, I've been crying for you since the day you left us for the sake of 'divine providence'. Before you left us, I knew that I have a Father who will always stand by me and support me no matter what. Now I feel so powerless in your absence, Father.
I miss the good days in our common past when you were with us, lived, gave us life. Protecting and protecting us, sometimes getting angry and shouting, telling me about my brother, what is going on in Erdek, getting angry with the politicians you watch on TV, not watching any channel other than TRT music, your excitement while watching the match, your looks when you get angry, in short, everything you do and say. I miss everything so much, Dad. I'm glad I'm your son, I'm glad you're my father.
I miss you working day and night for us. No matter how tired you are, I miss you never giving up on your sacrifices, protecting us like a big plane tree under your arms, not letting us fall to the ground, standing behind us like a hook. We understood how happy we were in your shadow, even though we love you very much, how much a source of happiness you are for us, Father, after we lost you.
I know you're watching us from above. I want you to know that, as you taught me, I try to be a respectful, honest, hardworking person, a son who makes you proud. You were always proud of me, but you hardly said it to my face. My mom would have told you, you wouldn't have. But I always felt it when you called me, when you said my name.
Now, despite my advanced age in his absence, I sometimes cry in my bed at night like a child. If you see me crying, don't be sad Daddy, forgive me if I hurt you. I know and I believe that one day we will meet, Father. When that day comes, take me in your arms again, hug me tight, kiss my hair, never leave me please.
I miss you Dad. Now you're gone, I'm the same Orhan, standing tall with everything you gave and taught me. I don't bow to anyone. In order to be a man, I live the life you taught me, I live the values you have given me, I do not bow down in front of non-man, just like you did when you were alive.
The farewell of my father, who touched my life, was heavy. I think I loved my father the most in this life. My father passed away from this world. I wrote these lines in my father's absence, I felt my father with me, my feelings for my father while writing. It came well.
My dear father! You did not die in my eyes, you are always with me. You continue to give me strength. I always feel you by my side. With this feeling and the high love and respect I carry for you, I say, "I congratulate you on Father's Day, I kiss your hands, my father!"
May your soul rest in peace and your place in heaven, Father. Please say hi to my mom too.
