it’s father’s day…
it makes me a little sad that gage doesn’t get to see his daddy on father’s day, but he’ll get to see him later this week so that’s good. i had wanted to do something special, to be honest. i was gonna try and make a plaque or something with woody’s handprint on it and gage’s handprint inside woody’s. i guess it’s just as well that i wasn’t able to do that, i don’t know that gage would have been very cooperative. still, it would have been a cool thing to do.
i sent my dad a card. and by my dad i mean the man who raised me. the man who donated raw materials is a non-entity in my life. i’m fine with that. because joe (my dad) was a kind and caring individual, who took care of me and my sisters when it wasn’t his job to do so. he didn’t have to be a father to us. he could have chosen to just be a guy who happened to be living in the same house. joe has had more effect on the person i have become than my biological father. and while i may not call him dad, he is my dad.