It's father's day, a day to honour men who have children. This is easier said than done, sometimes. Somehow, we need to pick a day out of a year to honour things. While it seems like a celebration, it can be a bittersweet day for many amongst us.
Everybody who was born has a father. Time will let the child know what kind of father he or she has. Fate decides how long a child gets to spend time with his or her father. Some children never get to meet their dads, some get to know their father too well and some get too little time with them.
Life is as uncertain as unfair at times. I was blessed to have several father figures in my life. Some were taken away far too soon, that is why I know that I must never take anyone of them for granted. They make me feel loved and treasured. I can honestly say that their unconditional love make up for so much of the void that I've been missing ever since I was a little girl.
I am definitely not perfect and have made some bad choices in life. No matter what I have done or what I have become, they have always been there and accepted me as I am.
There is no such thing as a perfect dad (nor a perfect daughter). All I know is that on a day like this, I am very grateful for the men in my life whom have taught me to be a good person and always make me feel worthy. Although we're not biological connected, the bond that we share is way more thicker than blood.
I am beyond thankful for your unconditional love. And for the stars amongst you, you have no idea how much I miss you. Especially today.
Infinity x infinity, always.
Your rebel child
