Friday, June 15, 2012
I never knew what to do about Father's Day growing up.
When our third grade teacher told us to make a card in class to give to to our fathers over the summer, I just pretended to make one.
My father died unexpectedly when I was in the first grade, and ever since, Father's Day has been an awkward, uncomfortable, reminder of what I didn't have.
But today, because of the blessing of TikiTiki Blog in my life, I finally have the perfect place where I can tell my father what he meant to me.
It really isn't about the amount of time, it's about the quality of that time.
I hope you stop over to TikiTiki and share in my memories of my father.
Thank you so much, to all of you, and Happy Father's Day to all the parents/caregivers/nurturers that give the children in their lives a lifetime of memories. You are so very important.