I hate to say it, but I dread Father's Day. I appreciate all that Hilary tries to make of it, and get the boys to show some appreciation. She takes great pains to plan out dinner, and make sure the boys have gifts to give, etc. However, personally it is a bitter holiday for me. I have recently heard stereotypical gift ideas from radio announcers, such as "don't buy your dad a book, buy him tickets to his favorite sporting event" or some other such drivel. I actually like books, bring them on. Sporting events for me are limited to high school sports events and a rare college game. So once again, I feel society has missed the mark because of misconstrued assumptions.
Instead of one celebratory day a year,I would rather have a little more respect more often throughout the year. My oldest is at the age where it is a constant push to get him to do what he is supposed to do, or he is trying to push enough buttons where nobody is happy. This time of year is great and awful for me at the same time. Sometimes I'd just rather skip this holiday, because I just don't feel it. Maybe when I'm old and gray, but then it will be different because my kids will have their own. But I will try to be happy about it and enjoy it for the sake of my family and father. My father taught me many great lessons, as well as my father-in-law. I am happy to celebrate it for them.
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You are both old, and gray{ing}
Sad, but true. :)
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