Happy Father's Day

Father's Day has always been bittersweet for me. My dad died when I was 14 years old; a very formative time in a young girl's life. I always wonder what he would have been like during the teen years and when I was out driving by myself or going to parties or dating. Always.

My mom did a great job with me and my little brothers. She stepped up and really put her big girl panties on and did what she had to. All by herself. I admire her for that.

As the years have gone by.. Father's Day has gotten sweeter. I have been given the greatest joy and accomplishment of getting to be a mama. That would not be possible without my sweet husband. I love watching him and our son play. I love the way they look at each other, talk to each other and look like each other. It brings sheer happiness over me and I know how lucky we are.

So, happy Father's Day to all the dads, the men stepping up, the mamas who do it alone, and all of the hopefuls wishing to celebrate.

Tish