Sunday, June 15, 2008

Father's Day?

So today is Father's Day. I always struggle with this day and how to approach it. Did I mention that growing up my parents were divorced and I had one of those dads. Yeah, you know the guy who helped to create you, but when the love went sour with the other parent and they split up the guy kinda fell off the earth? (and forgets to send birthday cards or call and then slips you a fifty sometimes, if he sees ya during Christmas break and don't let me even start on the child support issue) Now I'm not saying that I never saw him. Oh yeah, whenever his parents would come get my sissy and I and take us for a holiday I'd get to see him. (I forgot to mention that we lived on opposite sides of the lovely state of South Dakota, about 400 miles apart)

Ok, so you now have a picture of my dad the man who is genetically my other half. Proud doesn't begin to explain how I feel. So needless to say, Father's Day has always been a weird day for me. There is this side of me that wants to try to mend fences, find that perfect card and mail it off. And then I read the cards. Yeah....they don't fit. I usually just make one that says Happy Father's Day. No sappy message inside cuz the sap just doesn't exist.

Don't get me wrong. I'm not trying to say my dad was some raging asshole. He wasn't. He was just uninvolved. And when he finally did get involved (a very little bit) it was like, too little, too late. I don't harbor ill will towards him, just mostly sadness I guess. So I awoke this morning and thought, it's Father's Day and I forgot to send a card to my dad. Then all these thoughts came to me. So I decided to blog 'em.

What do you think? What would you do? Send a card that is full of false representations but fulfills the "daughterly duties" or send nothing, which I didn't mean to do but did. I meant to send a representation of appreciation that would just get the job done. But I forgot. Must be my subconscious at work, huh?

Anyhow. It's 7:00am and Shorty McShort is still sleeping...please God, let this be a sign of things to come (she usually is up with the birds between 5:30am-6:00am).

So, to all you amazing, loving and nurturing fathers out there, HAPPY FATHER'S DAY! You deserve it.


Liane said...

Olivia is a very fortunate girl to have such a great dad. =-)