A Letter to My Husband on Father’s Day

Dear Husband,

Thank you.  You probably don’t hear it enough from me.  Today I am feeling so grateful for having you to “do life” with me.  You have a way of making problems disappear.  You put stressful situations into perspective; you are the calm to my storm.  

Today has been a busy Father’s Day for you–moving this morning wasn’t an ideal way to spend our Sunday.  Another house.  A lot more stuff.  A wife and two kids who are all three pretty useless moving things… And then tonight, as you left to play in the park with Ale, I felt my heart swell with happiness.  Your girls love you so much, and I know that there is little you wouldn’t do for them.  

 
I never expected to meet you when I came to Mexico.  I came to bask in my singleness–to regain my power.  I had no idea that you were waiting for me.  You exceed my expectations daily, and I say a silent prayer of thankfulness to have you around me.  You make me a better person with your constant support and guidance.

  

I realize that it is a sacrifice to stay home with the baby again, and I am so grateful!  She is building a relationship with you, and every guy she dates will be held up next to you for comparison.  Furthermore, I leave my babies knowing they gave the best care that anyone could give.   Josie will grow up like Ale: loving her “pops” more than anyone, begging to “hang out” with him instead of sleeping, and one day soon, she’ll greet you with a “Happy Fadder’s Day!”

  
So today, Fadder’s Day, I want to say thank you, my love.  Thank you for your positivity, your strength, and your wisdom. Happy Father’s Day to you.

Love always,

Your esposa

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A Letter to Baby on Father’s Day

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Dear Sweet Baby,

You should know, your daddy loves you more than any other man ever could. Someday, if your path leads to marriage, you will began looking for a husband. I am hoping that day will be when you’re older–and wiser about what you should look for in a mate. Oh! how I wish I could tell you to hold out for the right man! But if you’re anything like your mama, you’ll have to find him the hard way.

A couple days ago, I asked your daddy, “Victor Papi, what’s the best thing about being a dad?” He paused for a moment, and replied, “Having a daughter.” My heart melted. You are his treasure, he’ll do anything to give you the best (not the most expensive) things in life. That doesn’t mean toys and electronics, baby.

Nope! That means that he is willing to stay in Mexico as long as necessary, because you need to speak Spanish proficiently. He can’t wait for you to learn all the things a good Mexican (woman) knows.

“Someday,” he tells me, “I want you to teach my baby how to make tortillas. And she needs to learn to put things where they go. I don’t want her to put her things all over the place.” I can’t wait to teach you how to be a Mexican, my love. But you must learn to be American too.

So if you choose to have a Mexican husband, you should let him make tortillas every once in a while. Let him change the diapers, cook the supper, and mop the floor. Because a good American woman lets her husband share household responsibilities.

Giving you the best means that he is willing to stay home with you all day long–even when he’s going crazy being stuck in the house. It means that he washes your cloth diapers Mami bought you, because he wants the best from your head to your toes bottom! It means that he will go with you to get your shots, even though he starts to tear up when you’re in pain. It means that he is willing to cut a trip short to see his parents, because he doesn’t want you to be hot and covered in mosquito bites! Oh, honey, you are so loved.

I see the way your daddy looks at you–and the way you light up when he talks to you. You’ve got a good one, Bebita! Be nice to him, okay? I dread the day you’ll be embarrassed to kiss him goodbye. Or if you become embarrassed about being Mexican. I know teenagers get a little weird, but please be sweet to your daddy always. Give me your mean and snarkiness, I can take it…

Actually, Sweet Pea, if you could just stay loving, that would make us all happy…

Someday, my love, you will realize all that your daddy has done for you. You will think him all day with a heart full of love. When that day comes, don’t forget to call him on Father’s Day. That’s only something your mommy does…

Love,
Mami

P.S. Happy Father’s Day to the first man that loved me. XOXO

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