We got home from church and I called my Daddy to tell him Happy Father's Day. I miss him like crazy. I never really thought of myself as "daddy's girl", but now that I look back I guess I was. I've always been a tomboy and I can remember playing sports with my daddy in the stands cheering me on! I guess my brothers saw it before I did. They knew they were loved, but I was the only girl! Daddy's girl.
Anyway, before I talked with my Dad, Claude had decided to call and talk to his dad. They haven't really spoken since Claude's stepfather's funeral last June when things got a bit sticky. Anyway, Claude called to wish him a happy father's day. The call didn't go as well as hoped. But, the effort was made and that's what's important.
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it's funny, this past weekend I think it's the first father's day that it dawned on me the lack of a father figure in my past. Felt kind of weird, though not sad, really. SO I sent Bill a father's day e-card. Made me feel better! :)
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