When I was six we moved. Far.
When the moving truck pulled away, we waved goodbye to my father who stayed behind.
I was a product of divorce- a kid that saw their dad on breaks and spoke to them by phone. There is a lot of misdirected anger that can accumulate from that setup.
Why did we move? Why didn’t you move with us? What would my life have been like?
Things have been said that can’t be taken back. For years, finding the right Father’s Day card was nearly impossible- none of them said anything I felt like I could say.
As an adult, there was anger I held on to for a very long time- and it was through yoga and running (and some additional help- I saw a therapist for one year and it was one of the best decisions of my life) I realized that I am able to move on and forward. It wasn’t really anyone’s fault. And wow, does that feel amazing. Like a hundred pound weight if lifted off of my chest.
My dad has given me some of my best (passion, creativity) and worst (I’ll keep those to myself) traits. He is the life of the party, driven, hardworking (to the point of obsession), and absolutely ridiculous. Seriously, ridiculous. Like, beyond description ridiculous.
Dad, we have our whole lives to make up for lost time. I love you. And I forgive you for losing me in Coney Island.
And on that note, here is the time he followed me around with a video camera on my fifth birthday- and then I lose my mind. This is why I can’t have children… If they are anything like me you will see me on the news one day. If you don’t even read this post- just watch the video.
no bicycle movie!
52 Miles per Month 
Omg, the video is adorable!!! =) Thanks for sharing your post about your father. Even though it wasn’t perfect, you are able to realize there’s still time left to connect with one another and that you it wasn’t anybody’s fault. I’m happy for you ❤ Happy Sunday and Father's day to you!
Thanks Christina! Hope you have a wonderful day!
What a beautiful and honest post – I have a similar relationship with my dad, and it’s comforting to read something like this on Father’s Day… thank you.
You’re welcome. I wish this open dialogue existed more regularly. We all live such similar lives and we all have the same basic emotions- there is so much more understanding in is world than we realize.
Do you want some cheese with that whine? HAHA, love it. That looks like the least fun bike ride ever.
I’m glad you’re able to move on from that past hurt and have a good relationship.
Least fun bike ride, one of the best memories. It’s still a running joke it our household. And life is about forgiveness…