Happy Father’s Day…sort of
Its been a long hard journey and we’re still dealing with the scars and the healing.
I just want to say that scars aren’t so bad. Emotional. Physical. Or Spiritual. I mean, physical scars mean that at one point your body was broken and then there was a healing process. So scars are wonderful. They remind you of what happened but also of the process of healing. If you have a scar, that’s good. It’s the open wounds that are festering with infections and bitterness and fear that you should be concerned with.
Today is a day filled with mixed emotions. I’m not crying in my bed saying where’s my daddy. Its not so bad. I have amazing example of men in my life. The thing is, its just not that important of a day for me. I smile for the other dads but maybe its just a day for me. A day where I can remember that I’ve been through hell and high waters and demons and earthquakes and many many wounds. And now I bare scars and now I live. So Happy Father’s Day if you’re a father. And if you have a story similar to mines, well you’re alive. Happy Day to you.
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