Warning: this post is dripping with self pity.
It's fathers day and there is no father here.
He has gone and left us. He is driving to Idaho as we speak - um, as I type....
Work has taken him from us and he went so willingly. I wouldn't be so upset about it EXCEPT for the little bitty fact that his destination is 1/2 mile from my mothers house. And I miss her SO MUCH!
I've always hated Fathers Day. I had a dad - once. But he really messed up his life and messed up my life. He was criminal. He was abusive. So Happy Freakin Fathers Day wherever you are. It's not that I don't forgive you - I even feel sorry for you. But I just can't keep subjecting myself to your illness. If I were an alcholic I'd go drinking right about now. But I'm not. And I have responsibilities to take care of so I'll continue to smile and keep my house in order and give my children the security that they need to become happy functioning adults.
I'm going to sit on my newly manucured lawn, throw some meat on the bar-b and enjoy the company of my friends. They just adopted a second child and they are willing to come and be with us on Fathers Day whilst my husband and father of my children is out of town. It shouldn't be so hard for me but it is. Thanks for sharing your fathers day with me.
Oh and Mom.... Happy Fathers Day.
OH - If you can't tell I am an advocate for families that consist of both a father and a mother..... Have sex with whomever you want - gay's lesbians - it's your right but don't be so selfish to bring children into that. Where would you be without a father and a mother?
That's all I'm saying about that.