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Veröffentlicht am Thu, Jun 15, 2006 14:45

Father's Day will be here in a few days. While my father lives about 20 minutes away from me, I don't feel compelled to send him a card, call him or be with him on Father's Day. The only thing that I feel is sadness. Even though I am a grown woman, with a grown child of my own, I still feel sad when I think about my father. By the time I was 7 years old, my mom and dad divorced and my dad has not really looked back since. When I was about 20 years old, I remember looking at an old photo album in which there were several pictures of me as a very young child. In many of the pictures, I was dressed up and I remember a particular group of them in which I was in a local park. Because there were so many pictures, I got the feeling that the person who took them must have really loved me alot and thought that I was special. I got kind of teary eyed and sentimental about it because I never realized that I was loved like that in my life. I never thought that anyone thought that I was a precious little child that they loved most parents love their little baby. When I asked my mother who took those pictures of me, I was shocked when she told me that my father took them. I didn't say anything to her at the time, but I was very upset when she told me. I was upset because I wondered when he stopped loving me like that. When did he decide that I was not worthy of the love that father's have for their little girls? I still wonder that to this day.


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Veröffentlicht am Tue, Jul 04, 2006 11:35

My father's youngest sister and her husband were in town yesterday and stopped by my mother's house and we all went out for a bite to eat. We had a really great time. I had not seen my aunt since my grandmother's (her mother) funeral two years ago. My aunt looked so happy. She has gained quite a bit of weight, but she looks better now than any time that I can remember. Her hubby and her were like ga ga eyed teenagers. He is so attentive to her. It is easy to see why she looks so good. As I said, we had a great time. We laughed all through dinner and chatted about what was going on with everyone. Sadly, she is estranged from two of her sisters. One lives in the same town as her, the other lives here, but she keeps in touch with my grandmother's brother and his kids. But life goes on. When the time is right or when they feel the need to be with one another, I am sure that it will happen. As a great of time that we were having, I still felt a little sorry that they aren't on speaking terms. But who am I to feel sorry for them? When my aunt and her husband pulled out of my driveway after dropping me off from the restaurant, she yelled to me that she was going to call me to get my father's phone number. Gulp!! All that I could tell her was that I was embarrassed to say that I don't have his number, but that I


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