I don’t know about you guys, but Summer is my favorite time of year. I have always preferred a sweltering 100 degree day to one in the 30’s. Maybe I’m crazy (wait, don’t answer that!).
With the summer comes Father’s Day. My dad was a decorated war hero, educated, stubborn, loved his kids but loved himself more. Like most of us, complicated. My relationship with him was complicated too. He spent most of my childhood in prison, but I know that he loved me. Because of this difficult relationship, I have made it a point to be different with my daughter (and bonus son) and it is the one thing in the world I am most proud of. Here’s to breaking the cycle of absent parents. Happy Father’s Day to all the great fathers out there!