It has been six years since Greg Vaughn
lost his father to Alzheimer’s.
“I remember it like it was
yesterday,” said Mr. Vaughn. “I know my dad loved me
because he made sure our family was taken care of, but he
never could say ‘I love you,’ or ‘Son, I am proud of
you.’ That void left a hole in my soul.”
As Mr. Vaughn was going through his
father’s things he kept looking for something left from his
dad to him. The only thing he found was a rusty old
fishing tackle box.
“I was mad at my dad for dying,”
said Mr. Vaughn. “I was mad at myself for not trying
harder to connect with him. I started to throw that old
fishing box in the trash and then I decided to see what was
inside. There, I found the remains of my father –
fishing lures. As I felt myself getting angrier, a
question popped into my head, ‘Hey big shot, you are out
here mad at the world, if you were to die here in the garage,
what would your wife and children hold in their hands tomorrow
that would let them know they were the treasures of your
life?’”
The answer to that question caught Mr.
Vaughn by surprise. He had always told his children and
wife how much he loved them and they made it a point to go on
family vacations, which brought great memories, but when it
came to something tangible they could hold in their hands and
treasure forever from him, he couldn’t think of a thing he
had given them. That is when the idea of Letters from
Dad came to him.
“I called 12 of my closest friends and
asked them if any of them had a letter of love and blessing
from their father – not counting cards,” said Mr. Vaughn.
“Not a single one of them said yes. Then I asked,
‘What would you give to have one?’ The answer was
always, ‘More than you could imagine.’ Then I asked
each of them if they had ever written a letter like that to
their children. None of them had. I looked at each
of them and said, ‘Don’t you think we should?’”
That was the beginning of a very special
journey for these men. They decided they wanted to leave
a legacy of faith, hope and love through the lost art of
letter writing.
“Men hate to write letters,” said
Mr. Vaughn. “But we decided to write 4 letters, the
first being a letter of blessing to our wives. We had
some men in the group who were divorced. One guy who had
been divorced 10 years chose to write a letter to his ex-wife
thanking her for making him a father. It was a healing
experience for both of them.”
The second letter the group decided to
write was a letter of blessing to their children. That
was a real stretch for Mr. Vaughn since he has seven children.
One of Mr. Vaughn’s daughters shared with a group of men
that until she received her letter of blessing from her
father, her most prized possession was a coat hanger that she
had had since she was 10 where her father wrote ‘Hey Beck
– I love you – Dad.’ On Brooke’s 22nd birthday
her dad gave her the letter. In it he listed 15 reasons
why he was blessed to have her as a daughter. Now she
tells the men, “I have more than a coat hanger to remember
my dad.”
“The third letter we chose to write
was a letter of blessing to our parents,” said Mr. Vaughn.
“Some of us had parents who had died so we wrote letters of
tribute. The fourth and final letter was by far the
hardest to write. It was a letter to our families that
was not to be read until we died. Most of us leave wills
and trusts and rusty old stuff, but what do we leave for our
families to treasure forever?”
After they finished writing their
letters, the guys decided to continue meeting monthly just to
stay in touch and walk the fathering journey together.
Letters from Dad has spread like wildfire across the country
as fathers seek to leave a legacy to their wives and children.
For men who hate to write or find themselves at a loss for
words, the lettersfromdad.com website has lots of samples and
plagiarism is encouraged!
On this Father’s Day, whether your
children are young or old, living with you or not, estranged
from you or considering never leaving the fold, don’t miss
the opportunity to leave a legacy. Consider writing a
letter…..or two.
Happy Father’s Day.