We come to breakfast every Tuesday morning, we place our sorrow and grief on the table for a while and feel we are around people who “get it.” When we leave, we each pick up our sorrow and grief, but it does not feel quite as heavy as it was when we put it down.
IN 2004, THREE DADS MET FOR COFFEE. They were acquaintances, not friends. They came not knowing what to expect. They only knew that they had one thing in common: the loss of a child in unexpected, tragic deaths. Five years later, eighteen dads belonged to “the group no one wants to belong to.”
Out of the ashes of incomprehensible grief came new perspectives on life. Life in the form of being in the company of those who understood much of what you were feeling before you even said a word. Life in the form of the freedom to share both tears – men among men – and ultimately the lost joy of laughter. Life in the form of good memories of their children, of faith and friendship shared, and above all, the saving grace of hope.
Tuesday Mornings with the Dads is a window into the darkest hours of a parent’s life, but ultimately a journey out of the darkness and into the light of the healing power of friendship and love.
The Dads Group continues to gather every Tuesday morning at 7 a.m. in the coffee shop of the Hilton North Hotel in Indianapolis, Indiana. Also for the south-siders, we are meeting Thursday at 7 a.m. for breakfast at Denny's off I65 and Main Street, Greenwoood exit. We’re not sure how long we’ll continue to come . . . we just keep coming, and thinking about the next dad who might be coming to join us.