I come from a broken family. My mother and father are both wonderful people but it just didn’t work out as sometimes it doesn’t for people. They separated the day after my 8th birthday and were divorced within two years and it was hard. It was hard on all of us because no matter how much people try to do things amicably there are still emotions there and it just hard to work through. There are not many things in life that I really hate but divorce is one of them because it just ruins people and can bring out the worst in everyone.
Unfortunately I grew up blaming my dad for all of that hurt and pain…..and I pushed him away. I pushed him so far away that when I saw him years later finally I almost didn’t recognize him. As I have grown older and sorted through all the pain and interactions we had I realized that he was not the one that was completely at fault and to this day it breaks my heart to think of the things I said and did to try to hurt him in return for the hurt I felt.
I will say now, at almost 30 years old, I have done a great deal of soul searching trying to figure out why I was so angry and what it was that made me push him so far away. I finally came to the realization that I was wrong and had misplaced anger towards someone that was always loving, and caring to me no matter how much of a awful child I was to him. I am so thankful that we have been able to mend our relationship because family is SO important. I know I cannot go back and change what happened in the past but I can learn from my mistakes, ask for forgiveness, and do better in the future. So here’s to you dad. Thank you for always being my loving rock even during my stormiest times, I strive to be more like you every day.