Sometimes when holidays like Father's Day approaches you find yourself at a place where you feel out of place . Maybe it was just the mood I was in , or perhaps it was something that was bothering me . When I was out today looking for a Father's Day card and breezing through the selection I noticed that there wasn't much there that I could relate to ...
My dad wasn't one to sit down and build something, play catch , or anything that I can distinctly remember. So when I'm looking at cards that poke fun at life situations with "Dad" it's almost like I am sucked into a bizarro world in which I have no idea where I am. Much the same feeling that I get when sitting down for a "family dinner" with friends or my fiance's family.
This isn't to say that I don't cherish the time that I have spent with my dad at ballgames or whatever. Rather it's a true realization that A) my memory is horrible or B) I didn't spend a lot of quality time with my dad. I tend to think that it's "B".
Regardless the greeting ...