Some years, like today, when I was little, my Birthday would fall on Fathers Day. I felt so special to be sharing my day with the most perfect person in the world. To say that I was a "Daddys' Girl" was putting it mildly.
It has only been in the last few years, looking back, that I realized he was just like the rest of us. He was still Daddy, but human...flawed and complicated...loving and sincere. It's a paradox that we humans live with every day.
For those of you that still have your Fathers...love them, cherish them and forgive them. For those of us that don't...well, remember them fondly, with love in your heart.
Love and Kisses
The Last Lilac Season
3 years ago