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Everyday is Father's Day

This coming Sunday, June 16, 2013, is Father’s Day and dads will be honored on this national holiday. We at CVI want to pay tribute to all of our visually impaired and blind fathers. We recognize that parenting is challenging and can be even more so with vision loss.

Kevin Dunn Family

Kevin Dunn and his family

Years 2001, 2002, 2004 and 2006 have been the most wonderful and the most life-changing times of my life thus far. After three months of doctors trying to stop the progression of my retina loss, I lost my sight entirely in January 2001. In April 2002, my girlfriend (who decided to keep me) became my wife. We bought a house and began planning on growing our family.

In March 2004, we were blessed with a beautiful baby girl. In May 2006, our son was born and completed our nicely balanced family of four. This all sounds so quick and easy, but the road has been a long and arduous journey. Being a blind father certainly has been an interesting ride for us all.

My daughter was due to be born at the end of March of 2004, and when my wife woke me at 2 o'clock in the morning on March 13 telling me that she was in labor, I was not ready. In fact, the first thing out of my mouth was to say that we did not have any groceries in the house. What do any smart parents do at 2 o'clock in the morning when the wife is in labor and the father is blind? They go to the grocery.

First drawback of being a blind dad -- mom had to drive us while in labor. We survived that shopping trip, and the three of us made it home in one piece. Now having food for whoever would be coming to help us out, I was ready to take charge and move on to the next step, but what did I know? Not much. Luckily, my wife and I had hired a doula, a birthing coach, to assist us, and we called and let her take charge, which also means that she was to drive us to the hospital.

We made it through this process and nearly 24-hours later, our beautiful baby girl was born. All of my fears of being a blind dad momentarily dissipated the moment I heard my daughter take in her first breath and let out her first cry. It was as if she was telling me, "Don't worry, Daddy. I'll take care of you, too, and we'll figure it all out together."

Ella- Kevin's DaughterThe first two years of my daughter's life were incredible. She was such a joy and made my job easy. She suffered through bathing in total darkness, enjoyed having diapers changed in the sink so that she could be sprayed off rather than wiped, endured having me stick my fingers in her mouth to get the spoon in the right place. She suffered many head, foot, hand and body slams into walls and door jams and scraping around corners, but we ventured this road together, and so far, we have survived to hopefully be better people in the end.

The first time that I knew that my daughter understood that I could not see was when around the age of two, she came running to me to show me her new shoes. I knelt down and she grabbed my hands and guided them down and onto her feet exclaiming, “Look at my new shoes, Daddy!” With tears in my eyes, I grabbed her and held her tight with such joy and pride. That was my first venture into her incredible insight and wisdom.

In May 2006, my son was born and our lives as we knew it were turned upside down once again. As we are all so different in this world, this certainly proved to be so with our son. My daughter and I learned so quickly together, but my son didn't take too well to suffering through my shortcomings. Times were a bit more frustrating for us all, and he didn't understand that Dad couldn't see and was continually frustrated at my lack of understanding his hand gestures and grunts. Where his sister had always seemed to understand and took a sort of pride in having a blind dad, my son seemed to be angry and frustrated with the fact that I wasn't able to meet his needs.

Walker -Kevin's sonIt was not until he was four or so, that I felt that he truly understood that I was blind. When that time did finally come it was beautiful. We seemed to somehow be set free to fully love and grow together -- we found more joy in life with each other. It was around this time when he came to me and pressed a piece of paper to my chest and exclaimed, “Can you see what I drew for you in your heart, Daddy?” That is when we seemed to have made that connection together and were finally able to appreciate each other and really communicate. He set me free with his understanding, and I set him free of my frustrations.

The kids are now nine and seven, and I am 12 years blind, so we have come a long way together. The kids have grown up riding the para transit bus, all the while being stepped on, tripped over, their drink glasses knocked over on a daily basis, and suffered through blackened pancakes and burned pizza. We have learned to laugh about it all. In my opinion, we are all better people for it in the end. I'll bet that if asked whether they would prefer a sighted dad they would probably say no because they would then have to wait in line at the amusement parks.

Dunn Family

All in all, everyday is Father's Day for me, and each and every day, I am offered the best gifts ever. I wouldn't trade that for anything.

Comments

I am so proud of you and hope you had a wonderful Father's Day. You have an absolutely beautiful family!

Comment by Kim Ruff Betbeze; June 17, 2013 3:06pm

Happy Father's Day, Dear Brother!

Comment by Alyssa Wisdom; June 13, 2013 2:56pm

Loved your story! Love your tenacity and your perseverance! You have a beautiful family! I have known Annie all of her life and what an incredible person she is also! Your children are learning SO much from both of you and their empathy for others will make their own lives richer! Big hugs to all of you!

Comment by Suzie ; June 13, 2013 4:29am

Wow! What a heartfelt story. Thank you so much I felt the love as I read on. Family is surely to be treasured. My son has been losing his sight for many yrs. now due to optic neuritis he's now 34. I pray one day he will have a family that loves half as much as yours. God bless always.

Comment by Jo; June 12, 2013 7:28pm

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