

I was struck by the fact that I didn't even think of my real dad at all on Father's Day. He's almost been gone a full year now. Occasionally I'll think of him and wish I could call him but on Father's Day, he just slipped on by and that makes me really sad. I really miss him and wish he was still around for me to wish him a happy father's day even though he rarely calls me or even though he's an alcoholic or even though he never seems to make an effort. He was still my daddy and I still love him. I miss him a lot.




