No Coke, Pepsi!
Another year, another Father’s Day, another “I hate Father’s Day” post. I get it, this is me, being me. I understand I am a decent father. I also understand that all freaking Hallmark does is remind me that my kids can’t wish me a Happy Father’s Day. And others doing it does the same thing. Mom will call and wish me a happy Father’s Day, all the tougher since Dad passed. I get “well meaning” and appreciate the words to some degree and all, but … well … maybe I will stay under the covers all day.
This came home Friday:
You really think she had anything to do with making this? What do I do with it? Ugh.
And speaking of staying under the covers tomorrow, we are not driving anywhere. Want to know why? …
How many times do I start a post or story with “I am sitting there minding my own business …”
Well, I was sitting in my office, minding my own business, and my cell phone rings with a number I don’t know. I do not recognize the voice, a strong foreign accent.
“Single Dad, your car was hit, you need to come downstairs.”
Turns out it was a guy who works at the pizza place across the street. How he had my cell number, I have no clue.
Why I am not driving anywhere tomorrow? Ask the driver of the Coca Cola truck who totaled my car. (Still have Pearlsky’s van, we will see a favorite other dad of ours) (no one hurt, it was parked)
So, my dear friends, NO COKE, PEPSI! (You really need to watch this, even if you’re old like me and remember it live)
Definitely time for that RV …
I gave the guy your cell number, was I not supposed to? Also, I love Father’s Day, because it gives me the chance to thank various fathers I know for teaching me so much about parenting. Just saying.
Well, at least she looks happy in the picture, that’s something, right?
Also, hi! It’s been awhile since I’ve commented on here!
Her smile is genuine and has EVERYTHING to do with your love for her. She may not know that today is Hallamrk’s Father’s Day but I’m certain every day to her is (Single)Dad’s Day. Hugs. (I’m writing from Italy, where we celebrate Father’s Day on the Feast of St Joseph. Take that Hallmark! No ties, no gadgets just a sincere and profound gratitude for the quiet and mostly behind-the-scenes daily sacrifices (dare I say immolation?) that Fathers make.)
Father’s Day might not only be to honor (or not) one’s own father but to honor those fathers whom we admire and even love. Happy Father’s Day to you, Single Dad. We all love you out here.
And I’m waiting to be picked up in the RV — the wrecked car is a sign from the Abundant Universe that it’s TIME.
I know this sounds horrible to some but I throw out any and all art projects of Zoey’s unless it has her hand print on it or her picture. So this one, for me, would be a keeper. And how could you not? Look at Pearsky’s beautiful smile.
Happy Father’s Day SD. You are one of the best out there. Accept it. Own it. And believe it in your heart.