And here we are again…
It’s father’s day and I think of him. It’s fitting I guess. It would be a special day for him if he still lived. I can’t sleep. I haven’t slept. So consumed I am with these thoughts and regrets. Why did we continue to allow something in the past to keep us apart? He’s gone now and I never got to tell my father that I forgave him and that I was sorry. I am sorry. I’m sorry things turned out this way. I’m sorry I was a bad daughter. I’m sorry I wasn’t what you wanted me to be. I’m sorry, more than anything I’m sorry, that I wasn’t there when you passed. That I wasn’t there to see you as the years went on. I miss you. I miss the times we should have had. Happy Father’s day dad. Happy Father’s day.