Growing Up Without a Dad

I grew up without a dad or father figure.  My dad is still alive but he has been absent most of my life.  Just in the last couple of years, I’ve made an effort to pursue more of a relationship with him.  I can count on one hand how many times I’ve seen him when I was younger.  Half of those times I didn’t even know he was my dad.   It’s still difficult to form a relationship because I don’t know this man.  I listened to God and he told me to keep trying.  I’ve never celebrated a Father’s Day until my husband came along because I didn’t have one to celebrate.  Thank God for blessing my girls with such and amazing dad.  Total opposite of what I had growing up.

When I posted about my new relationship with my dad, a few people reached out to me sharing they’ve been in the same situation.  Father’s Day can be a reminder of what you never had.  It’s tough.  We have bruises but we’re still here, living and loving.  I’m going to continue to celebrate my amazing husband for showing me and my girls what an amazing father is.

I’m going to continue to celebrate my amazing husband for showing me and my girls what an amazing father is.  Happy Father’s Day to the love of my life and all the other amazing dads out there!