I have not done A Beautiful Life post in a few weeks, another example I’m depressed.
I did a post the other day about The Baby Girl’s father or lack there of, I forgot Father’s Day was just around the corner. It’s a hard holiday for her, how could it not be?
I didn’t get my own dad’s gifts in the mail…he’ll forgive me. For a matter of fact him and I have forgiveness down to an art. I love my dad, I’m sure some of you are like well duh of course you love your dad. If you read here often you know my family takes dysfunction to a whole new level. It’s actually down right sad. I have one full sibling, haven’t seen him in over 10 years, my daughter has met him one time in the drive way at my dad’s. I have two half sisters, love them both and that love is returned by one. I have four step sisters that have been my step sisters for so long that they are just my sisters and somehow get along with all of them. It’s the perfect example that a family is what you make it.
Oh yeah this was about dad. My parents divorced 30 plus years ago, my mother was and probably still is obsessed with my dad. I heard my entire life what a sorry S.O.B. he is and was. My children heard what a sorry S.O.B. he is and was. Guess what….he’s not a sorry S.O.B. There are two sides to every story, Daddy didn’t tell his side until three years ago.
My dad’s best move in his life was marrying his current wife, she balances Daddy and believe me I think that is a full-time job. He can be quite the grouch.
I love calling and talking to Daddy, you never know what direction a conversation with Daddy will go. Recently we discuss our president and his shock that his eldest grandchild helped vote him into office. We have lively conversations about his two oldest grandsons and the fact that he would like to strangle one or both on a regular basis. He loves to get me going about my younger sister’s phone returning skills. We talk about the economy, current news stories and he let’s me ramble and ramble about The Baby Girl. Him and I both love that girl and she knows it. I encourage him to try to heal his relationship with my brother, I pray about it daily. I catch him up on what is going on with his sisters, the problem with this is I’m 200 miles away and I give him a hard time that I know more about them then he does.
I have forgiven him for not being the father I wanted him to be, he has forgiven me for not being the daughter I should have been. I strongly recommend that if you need to forgive or need to ask someone to forgive you to just do it. Did I mention how much I love my Daddy?