I've always wondered why a father, my father, would abandon his children. Five in total, 4 daughters and myself, the little boy bringing up the rear. Through my 39 years of existence it has been a constant, I'd say almost daily reminder that my father left my mother right around the time of my birth. That I've grown up all these years without a father, a father who is STILL ALIVE but couldn't care less about 5 children he helped create.
It's a strange puzzle, that will probably will never be solved.
My thoughts throughout the years were, why doesn't he contact me, should I contact him. It has been a battle in my brain for a long time which I concluded some years ago with..." Fuck him, apparently he has never cared or he would have made an effort to contact me or my sisters"
How someone can create 5 people and give two shits the rest of his life is beyond me. I'll probably never know and truthfully don't want to hear the bullshit that would come from his mouth at this point in my life.
So on this Father's Day I'm happy that I have 3 beautiful children. Emma , Daniel, and Joseph will never have to worry about not knowing their father. They will know how it feels to have a dad around that they can love, hug, play catch with, drive them to dance or aikido. It's something I never experienced, but hey I'M HAPPY. I LOVE MY WIFE AND MY KIDS. So on this Father's Day June 17th, 2007 I can say " Hey DAD, FUCK YOU! "
SORRY FOR THE RANT, BUT MY POINT---LOVE YOUR KIDS!!!!!!!! I'M FRIGGIN HAPPY TO BE A FATHER!