Today.
While you sidle up to the BBQ and gather to honor him—Your ‘Dad’. Your ‘Pops.’ ‘Daddy.’
Others of us will count the hours until the celebratory facebook posts dwindle, the Hallmark commercials cease and get back to ‘avoiding.’
Though we don’t begrudge you your memory-making. –It’s simply that ours are now rendered incomplete. Whether by physical separation which prevents some of us from spending time with ‘Dear Old Dad’, or estrangement –or in my case: the abrupt ripping of my father ‘remaining chapters’ from his storybook by pancreatic cancer this past January at age 62.

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Happy (?) Father's Day