Father’s Day .
For me this day brings memories of terror and pain …
Father … I personally didn’t have one . I had male parent who was a wounded animal who ought not have been trusted to be in the same space with beings so tender and vulnerable as children .

Just the truth.

And yet, overcoming him has helped make me who I am.
And I am proud of who I am…

I wish my father a peaceful rest . I place blessings upon his heart and hope that he has found joy in The afterlife .

And I give thanks for my survival and that of 2 of my siblings 5 siblings . We managed to survive our childhood while 2 didn’t .

Life is strange and short …and I am grateful that healing is possible , my heart is overflowing with joy as I witness the loving and affirming fathers my sons are capable of being ..

Healing is very possible – this I celebrate .

I don’t hate you daddy. Your daughter actually loves you very much and grieves that you never had the pleasure of allowing yourself to bask in the love of your children .

Especially me, who at 3 years old felt -that you were the most handsome and perfect thing in her world ..

Sad you missed that.

Happy Father’s Day!

My parents
My parents

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