Happy Father’s Day

Yes, I know, I know. I’ve told you how much I hate Father’s Day – twice. (If you don’t know, you can read about it here and here.)

But last night and this morning, I had the most beautiful dreams of my mother…she was here, retired, living just down the street, and I woke up smiling.  In the last moment in the last dream, I even got a hug.

imagesSo this is for all the mothers, like mine, who are forced (or choose) to be both mother and father to their children – who make no excuses; who don’t make him a villain even if he is one; who raise daughters (and sons) that know the value of parents even though they only had one – I admire you more than I can say.

 

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