What Happened When My Dad Walked Away After the Divorce

I'm the product of a "broken home." The ones that EVERYONE was talking about in the 90's when I was growing up. I was one of those kids that was supposed to end up all kinds of weird because I didn't have a dad around. In elementary school, I was the only one out of my group of friends that didn't have two parents. I constantly felt like a pariah. Not only were my parents in the process of a nasty divorce, as soon as the divorce was all said and done with, my dad disappeared out of my life. For several years. Several of my most formative years....more
@jenlbosse I'm sorry I missed this comment Jen! It was an incredibly hard lesson to learn, but I ...more

My Veteran's Day

He was a Viet Nam vet. He didn't let that fact dictate the way he lived, but it ended up dictating the way he died. He was a conscientious objector. He didn't want to go. He was so young. His conscience won out over his objections and he enlisted in the Air Force because he was told it was the right thing to do. He was one of the lucky ones. He came home. ...more

He who dies with the most toys win

He who dies with the most toys win I recently saw a bumper sticker that said “HE WHO DIES WITH THE MOST TOYS WINS.” It made me think of my father… he was a man who LOVED his toys. One of his favorite toys was a bright red Ferrari he bought during a midlife crises that seemed to last most of his adult life. I can still see him sitting in that car with a huge smile on his face. He took such delight in his possessions and his playthings....more

Blood Ties Does Not a Parent Make

I was about six years old when my mother fled from my very abusive and cruel father. She left Managua, Nicaragua, and ran as fast and as far as she could, running all the way back home to San Salvador, El Salvador. And about one year later, she met her destiny. She’d traveled to the United States with her younger brother, and soon thereafter met and married a wonderful American man who would later adopt me and my brother. He became the father that would raise us with genuine fatherly love....more

[365day Attitude] What It Means To Be Daddy’s Girl

I’ll be honest here – Father’s Day has been kind of a stretch for me lately. Not because I don’t think my dad is awesome – he is for sure. It’s just the timing and the context. See my Dad compared to other dad’s is well…pretty weird. And the more I have gotten to know him the less impact I feel a silly old preprinted card from the store is going to be (and I’m a bit too old for macaroni glued to cardstock). ...more

Saluting the Strength of Fathers

  This post is dedicated to the amazing strength that fathers exhibit as they take care of their families. I have been blessed with some wonderful examples of good fathers in my life – men who stood and cared for their families each day without complaint. . I have seen my own Dad, my uncles, grandfather and husband take care of their wives and children in that strong, quiet way fathers do. Fathers serve as a wonderful source of the positive power of male strength that children experience....more

Getting to Know Dad, Finally: A Fathers Day Tribute

It's 3 a.m. and it's raining, the kind of rain that stabs the pavement with noisy diagonal needles. The telephone rings. This should be a horror movie but it's not. ...more

Fathers and Sons: A Musical Reflection

Recently, I had a favorite song transcribed for me, Steve Goodman’s “My Old Man.” I discovered it as a deleted scene on Goodman’s Austin City Limits DVD and fell in love with it. It’s a big ol’ Man-Weeper and my friend, The Nutty Professor, figured out a way for a novice guitar player like me to play it....more

Tribute to Dads on Father’s Day

Dad I saw you cry when each baby was born. I saw you love those tiny things. As each baby slept on your chest, you were contorted into the most uncomfortable position, but did not move, protecting the wee one's nap. Later I saw you teach your kids to cut the grass, whether they wanted to learn or not. I saw you throw ball then chase squealing kids on hot summer days with huge water soaking squirt guns. I saw you walk the dog with your children....more

Thank you Victoria, yes a loving dad gives us a great launching pad for life. You are blessed.more

Why kids need fathers

When I was little, my dad worked a lot. Because his office was in our house, there were some nights when the work seemed to have no stopping hours. But my dad also knew he was missing out on us growing up, so he made it a point to fit time into his work schedule that included us kids. He’d set us up at the table so we could help him with some of the busy work....more

Dads are SO important. I enjoyed this read.....