A Nearly Fatherless Fathers’ Day
Today is the first Fathers’ Day without my Dad. He died in January, shortly before his 80th birthday.
When he died, I hadn’t seen him in about 10 years. We’d talked on the phone, but hadn’t seen each other. There were reasons for that that I wish didn’t exist. I made bad choices and stuck in a marriage that was bad for me on so many levels that it actually kept me away from my family. Something I regret and am sad to admit.
I loved my Dad … still do. He was such an important part of my life and helped me become the person I am today, which although not perfect, is pretty darn good … all things considered.
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