Father’s Day season huh.
Growing up without a father is already a part of my life, and I’m perfectly fine about it after surviving 22 years without him. Father’s Day or Mother’s Day, they both belong to my mom who single-handedly raised and educated me. She is a great woman.
However, today I was reminded of the time when my uncle (mom’s brother) met my dad by chance, a few years ago. He gave my uncle his email, which was later passed to me. Well I drafted an email together with mom and sent it, but no reply till today. Right, so maybe my uncle copied something wrongly, which I doubt, but doesn’t really matter.
And this led me to remember something else, my father has an adoptive daughter. Mom told me about it many years ago but I never really thought about it. Then today it hit me - my father, who left his own daughter, adopted a girl who’s about the same age as his daughter. How dramatic could life possibly get?
I can’t pen down what I am feeling right now. It’s complicated and I have no one to talk to as I doubt anyone would ever understand.
What you couldn’t give me, please give her the full share. Happy Father’s Day.