Day for Dads..

I go about my days and life as normal most days.. I get cranky.. get moody.. threaten, swear, joke, ridicule, torment and laugh just like everybody else…

But sometimes I have moments like now when I am reminded that I am an Orphan.. Fathers Day and Mothers Day are very difficult for me as it opens up floodgates of emotions reminding me of how much I still miss my parental units..

Then I try and look at it differently and say to myself, “Hey! Its not so bad.. I am now a Momma and therefore need to allow my pumpkins to love me and spoil me as I am their Parental Unit!!” Doesnt always work.. and of course to make matters worse is that their other paternal member is a scumsucker and I am forced to allow him access and also bite my tongue against bad mouthing him in front of them… So I am going to do the right thing and make them go and see him on Sunday even though J doesnt really want to go..

I miss my dad.. He was a fabulous man who had many flaws, but we loved him more because of them than in spite of them..

I remember buying him a torch one fathersday because I thought that all he wanted was a nice big torch, cos he was always looking for it saying “Where the F@ck is the bloody torch now!!” … He lay there in bed, smiling with tears in his eyes in bed unwrapping my gift while I explained to him that he wont lose this one so quickly cos its very, very big!

I was abit confused then, I understand better now…

I was not Daddy’s Girl growing up.. But he was “My Daddy” all the way.. and he knew it!

So for all those Fabulous Daddies out there that are loved and love their children as much as I loved my dad and he loved me…

Happy Fathers Day!!

P.S. Nobby got a cute little bookmark with a pic of his little munchkin with the following poem attached.. Thought it was really really stunning and cute!!

“Walk a little slower  daddy,”

said a child so small.

I’m following in your footsteps and I dont want to fall.

Sometimes your steps are very fast, sometimes they’re hard to see,

So walk a little slower, Daddy,

for you are leading me.

Someday when I’m all grown up,

You’re what I want to be,

Then I’ll have a little child who’ll want to follow me.

And I would want to lead just right, and know that I was true,

So walk a little slower Daddy,

For I must follow you.

-unknown