My Day-Late Father's Day Blog

Another Father's day has come an gone.  The day was filled with childhood memories, stories of times we spent with our dads, and memorials of the fathers who have passed away.  I personally remembered all the fun things my dad and I would do.  He took me to movies (the two i remember most clearly were Peter Pan and Little Rascals), the circus, and to get ice cream after school. I recall the nights where he tucked me in, usually so tight that I couldn't move, so I knew to get positioned how I wanted before he came in.  I remembered him calling home from work to check in on me when I was sick as a kid.  And I remembered how every time I see someone from my HS band, they ask "How is your dad?"

But one thing that Father's day is full of, that you don't really see on Mother's Day, is what I call "bad-daddy bashing."  I understand that it hurts that your father chose not to be in your life.  But why take a day that is meant to celebrate fathers and turn it into a "I hate my daddy, he ain't shit" type of day?  Why not celebrate that uncle or grandfather who was there for you, or your neighbor who is a great father to his children? Oh and let's not forget baby daddy bashing.  You got knocked up, he hasn't helped take care of the child.  You are pissed, as you should be.  But you can't complain about him the other 364 days of the year? And then some of the women going around talking about how their baby daddy is no good, have had more than one child with him.  Surely you realized he was a deadbeat after he the first child, so why keep going?

and let's not forget all the Happy Father's Day wishes given to single moms.  Yep, they do the work of two parents, but they are still MOTHERS, not FATHERS.  Give them their shine on Mother's Day.  Since they do twice the work, give them twice the shine.

When it all comes down to it, free speech says these people can complain as much as they want.  That's fine.  I just wish people wouldn't be so negative about something like this.  There are plenty of horrible mothers out there that don't get bashed all day on Mother's Day.  There are plenty of single fathers who don't get Mother's Day cards.  Just my 2 cents.

Before I go I wanted to share to positive things about fathers:  Click Here

An article on a young man who is raising his niece and nephew:

I call before I come...

... I don't just pop over out the blue.  I thought people in their 80s were more likely to have good manners.  If you call someone when en route to their home, that does not count.  Call me before you leave your house.  Maybe I have something to do. Maybe I'm having other people over.  Maybe I just want to lay around naked on my couch and have a lazy evening.

I've been going through a lot lately and I have been at my parents' house for over a week.  I'd mostly been stuck in the house, with a car that didn't work, so I've only seen one friend and none of my family other than my parents and brother.  The UniverSoul circus was in town.  Tonight was the last night and I was going to go the last show w/ my mom.  Someone probably thinks I'm making a big deal of it, and maybe I am, but I frankly don't care.  I wanted to spend some time doing something I'd enjoy, and doing it with my mom would be a bonus. But instead I sat in my room, watching the clock move closer to showtime, with no signs of this old man shutting up.  So we missed the show, and I am very frustrated. It's just another disappointment in a long line of recent disappointments for me.

Moral of the story, call before you come.  And don't call when you are already on the way.  Call before you leave.  Be courteous. It isn't that hard.