Father’s Day

Father’s Day is just a strange day for me. I have no Father’s Day to really celebrate since I haven’t seen my biological father in over 15 years and my step-dad passed away some time ago.

In any event I am cutting up veggies for salad, making cheese cake to take over to my father-in-law’s for the annual Father’s Day Cook out.

The husband grills the steaks, his sister brings the sides, I make the salad and goodies. This is how I spend my Father’s Day.

Sometimes in life, events happens and the only way to resolve issues is with distance. I, to this day love my dad. I love when my father and I would watch “B” rated horror flicks, eat bad food and stay up till the wee early hours of the mornings on the weekends. This is when things were very good between us. These are the memories I hold on to while pushing the memories of drinking and betrayal to the farthest corners of my mind.

Dad’s where ever you may be “Happy Father’s Day”.


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