I went to a meeting this morning where we talked about death and grieving appropriately. Very inspirational (just kidding). But there were several men there who are grieving the loss of their fathers and it is where we go on Father's Day. Last night at church I cried for my father - and my mother. It was the 40th anniversary of my mother's death. And I remembered that 40 years ago my father got a Father's Day present from her 2 days after her death. That was a hard thing to take.
I wished my friend a Happy Father's Day when he came to pick me up. I kind of felt like I might as well have punched him in the stomach. Oh, we have some history and some feelings.
It's OK. We are not like THEM - the earth people - who have never totally screwed up a relationship, a marriage, their roles as parents - the important things. But most of US have screwed up these things. I think it is best not to minimize these things.
But I do thank God I have a bunch of other people who know what I am talking about and understand on a cellular level.
Thank you other people!