Today, June 15, is Fathers Day. I’ve been avoiding it. I’ve been deliberately walking away from shops displaying cards and gifts designed for dads and I haven’t felt like researching the origins of this celebration and writing about it on A Bad Witch’s Blog.
My own father died a year and a half ago and I still miss him, especially on his birthday and today, which is the reason for my reluctance.
His death was not unexpected. It came at the end of an illness. He was elderly, disabled and forgetful. In many ways the end came as a relief, after weeks of visiting him in hospital and watching his decline. At least I got a chance to tell him I loved him before he died.
And, whatever existence people may or may not have go onto after their death, our loved ones do live on in our memories.
So, after a few tears this morning. I decided I would mention Fathers Day on my blog after all.
For me, it is now a day to remember my father and to celebrate happy times in years gone by. I know that I owe my father a great deal. I take after him in many ways. For example, he wrote freelance articles for newspapers and the radio on the paranormal and the unexplained and he encouraged my own interests in such subjects. Without him, I probably wouldn’t be writing this blog.
I love you, Dad.
Happy Fathers Day.
3 comments:
A nice tribute to your father, and I enjoyed hearing how he encouraged your interests. That is so critical, and that part of him will remain with you forever.
Thank you!
I have a lot of trouble with Father's Day too. :o(
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