by GARY SILLETT
Father’s Day is a day of mixed emotions for me. A bittersweet day. Every year, I find myself engaged in a delicate balancing act.
There is the joy of the day and being a father to Callum, and the sense of loss over my other son Isaac not being with us and thinking of what our family could have been.
You see when people ask me how many children I have, I always tell them that I have two wonderful boys. But people will only ever see me with one son.
My second son passed away in December 2010 after two days with us in the NICU at Royal North Shore Hospital.
In the lead up to and on Father’s Day there is excitement in a normal household. This is a day of recognition for fathers for the work they do and the role they play and most importantly the joy they experience being a dad to their children.
Sadly, so many men, once excited at the prospect of being a dad (many for the first time), never get to experience a “normal” Fathers’ Day. Some also never get to experience a normal fatherhood at all.
These men are part of a club which swells by over 3,000 new members each year through stillbirth, neonatal or infant loss alone.
Modern society has conditioned men to conceal their emotions as a sign of strength, but a grieving father feels the loss of a child just as keenly as the mother will. Although men don’t express themselves like women do, it does not mean that we grieve any less.