This is only a dream, only an awesome dream.
Good morning, darling. Here’s your favorite breakfast of fruit and yogurt with almonds and mint leaves, picked from the garden and chopped. And here’s your double espresso. I made it out to Asado roasters yesterday to buy the beans fresh. They’d been taken out of the roaster for only a few hours. The whole kitchen smelled of them when I opened the bag.
The kids are away until the evening. I got Veronica to take them to Lincoln Park Zoo. Afterwards they’re going to play on the trampolines in her yard. So don’t worry. We’ve got the whole morning and afternoon to ourselves.
You play with the kids every day. So don’t feel obligated to be with them just because it’s Father’s Day. Today’s not about them.
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When you’re finished with breakfast, we’re going to take a shower together and then I’m going to seduce you. No rush—eat for as long as you’d like. But I’m going to seduce you exactly the way I used to seduce you when we met, only some additions, some new music, and…let me take off this robe…just look what I got at the lingerie shop. You like it? When I bought it, I was thinking about the past. I remember all of it. I miss those days as much as you do. And, god dammit, I thought I’d finally do something about it. (Chew your food, baby.)
Lunch will be delivered. It’s a surprise.
When I’m through seducing you, we can go to Veronica’s if you want or you can just go to have a day to yourself. I mean it when I say this: don’t feel guilty if you want to go somewhere to write or read. You play with the kids every day. They crawl all over you. You throw them around and read to them; you paint with them and take them to the parks and for rides on the trains. You teach them how to garden and how to build towers. We had our daughter, and suddenly you were baking bread and making homemade jams from fruit you grow in our yard. So don’t feel obligated to be with the kids just because it’s Father’s Day. Today’s not about them.
If you don’t want to go anywhere, if you just want to stay home and relax, please. The house is yours. Watch films if you like, or catch up on sleep.
You work so hard. You’re always thinking about the future, worrying how you’ll pay for this or take care of that. It’s amazing to me to realize how much you care, how much you give me and the kids. I don’t want you to think we take you for granted. So take this day off, and feel content and loved.
Happy Father’s Day, baby.
A very different version of this post originally appeared on Liquid Ink and is republished on Medium.
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Gint, why do I get the feeling that this is EXACTLY how your day went. You just don’t want to brag about it! Am I right? A note to my fellow men. Their is NO REASON a man should ever feel unworthy or guilty for desiring a day like that and making that EXPLICITLY clear to your partner that you desire it. You deserve a day EXACTLY like that just as SHE does. So what’s keeping you from saying so? For most of us, it is fear. * Fear of her reaction * Fear of getting rejected or laughed at… Read more »
Showing this to my wife turned out to be a really good idea. Thanks, Gint!