Father’s Day.

Father’s Day for me as a kid was always awkward and hard. Growing up in the 70’s I was the ONLY kid who didn’t have a father(they split up when I was 2) as well as the only kid without siblings,and who had a mother that worked. I felt like an outcast and a freak. In school they always had us make Father’s Day cards and it always made me cringe and made my stomach ache. I had to made the card for my grandfather or uncle but it always felt weird and always followed by many questions I felt uncomfortable answering. “What do you mean you don’t have a father?” “That’s weird!” “Don’t you even know where he IS?” etc.. Luckily for my kids this isn’t an issue but it was always a hard time for me growing up and it was a stark reminder of what I didn’t have; how I was different than the others,what I longed for but lacked, and what was painfully missing from my life, but I always have GOD my Father!! 🙂

Friday Fill-ins

1. Wee, wee, wee, all the way_____ home.

2. My favorite thing for dinner lately has been when someone else cooks it_____.

3. Who the f*ckus made all this ruckus?_____ bark! bark! bark!

4. A nice long walk clears the mind_____.

5. My soul always longs for_____ some good news.

6. When all is said and done, I futzed everything up_____.

7. And as for the weekend, tonight I’m looking forward to a good movie _____, tomorrow my plans include the church picnic_____ and Sunday, I want to _do my monthly Confession____

Thanx to Janet.