01/09/2023
Call it a new wave of grief, or the surge in hormones currently trying to kill me, but, this week can come to its end already.
I've avoided the stores as much as possible as Fathers Day approaches.
I don't know if the onset of my new found bitterness is simply missing my own father, or the fatigue of having to make the continued effort for my children's father, when - he didn't even encourage them to acknowledge my existence, let alone see them until they came home to eat, bathe and go to bed.
I'd love to bunker down and have a toddler 'it's not fair' type tantrum, but, I have zero energy for that.
I instead, took the higher road, and, as always, they left, gifts in hand, ready for Sunday.
I just don't want to be a reasonable adult sometimes, you know.....
