I fear that today’s post will do zero justice to the man who is the father of my children. But I will try. Words cannot express.
Brady has worked HARD since we had children to be a different kind of dad. One who is involved. Hands on. Emotionally connected and invested. Loving and gentle. Authoritative and safe. A father who makes no stereotypical comments of what “men don’t do.” He has diapered, fed, bathed, tucked in, and parented exactly the same amount as I do. He loves his boys and girls the same. There is no favouritism, and there are no excuses.
Then, February happened, and Brady was gone for more than two months. He came home paralyzed in the midst of cancer treatment that was kicking his butt.
And guess what. There were still no excuses.
Of course he wasn’t expected to do all the same things, and we had a TON of help. We still do. But his character did not. He is still the same man. Involved. Hands on. Emotionally invested. Loving. Gentle. Authoritative. Safe.
Roles have changed, of course, and there is a post about that to come, but Brady’s role as his children’s father has NOT. His wheelchair and spinal cord injury have not taken anything away in terms of his fatherhood.
Or, for that matter, in terms of his role as my husband. He is exactly the same man, if not stronger!!! I would confidently say our family is more tight knit than its ever been, and our marriage is thriving. We are healthy in the ways that are most important, and for that, I am SO grateful. Things would not be so smooth if not for God’s grace, and Brady’s willingness to accept the situation he’s in and roll (ha!) with it. His determination has always been one of his most stand-out qualities, but its really showing itself in a brighter light now, as if that is possible.
All glory to God! Thank you for this beautiful man you’ve placed in our lives. I couldn’t have asked for a better father for my children.
Yes, Brady is beautifully!