Ok so most of my dear friends know that my relationship with my dad wasn't a fairytale daddy's little girl type of thing....
But since his passing, I do know this. I had 3 days with my dad, and we didn't like hug, or cry or anything, but for the first time in my life the rough tough guy that I had known all my life, was a little scared, and peaceful. I also know that even though those 3 days didn't make up for the times we were at each other's throats for the better part of my existence, I think we had a kind of unspoken respect and admiration for each other. I wish I didn't shut him out as often as I did. There are a lot of father/daughter relationships that are similar to the one we had, and I just only hope that the daughters out there, realize before it is too late, how much their dad's love them, and can put aside their pride and allow themselves to feel the love that every father has for their children. I denied myself the opportunity, and it is something that I have to come to terms with now. I always wanted to make him proud of me, and I think I tried so hard that I resented him for not making a huge deal out of my accomplishments. I didn't win the Nobel Peace Prize or anything, but still, I wish I wasn't so hard on him and on myself. He was a great man, and I wish I had told him that more often.
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