Monday, June 22, 2009
The Poster Child...
A discussion with The Cell got me thinking... I am truly a poster child for "how a girl turns out when she loses her father too young".
So much of what my life is today is a result of that loss.
When I was 8 years old, I went to bed on December 23rd with two living parents. When I awoke on Christmas Eve, my world had changed forever. I have so few "memories" of my dad... none to speak of really. Brief snippets of a face, or a voice - I remember him solely through photos.
Those of you that think your children are old enough to remember you? I was 8. So, no, never take for granted that they will remember. Of course, nowadays with the ability to record your every word and nuance.... it's different.
I sought out and married a man much like my father. I didn't know that of course, until my mother told me. And that's not a BAD thing, but when you seek approval like a child, it's not a GOOD thing.
I need to work on that. ;-)
Sometimes I wonder what my life would have been like if my father had lived.... so many people in my life that I never would have met, but so many people that are strangers to me now, may have been friends or even family.
My mom did a fantastic job raising me on her own. Stepfathers came and went, none impacting my life as a father. I never looked upon any of them in that way.
There was only one daddy for me...
I know this is a day late, but Happy Father's Day daddy... I love you and I have missed you all my life.