Father’s Day Again

This is my first Father’s Day without a Grandpa or my Dad living. It’s a little strange that my family ties don’t go back to a patriarchal figure anymore. Day to day life goes on, but it’s strange when you stop to think about it.

I never really know what to say  on days like today. It’s a weird feeling, and it’s hard to express, but slowly I’ve come to terms with it.

I know the pain and loss will always be there, it comes out as a random outburst of angry tears that happens every year around this time of year. It’s the annoyance at Father’s Day commercials and sales, and listening to people complain and whine about the struggles of finding a good gift. It’s always there simmering away, but some days it’s easy easier to control that others.

At the risk of posting photos I’ve already posted before, I thought I would share pictures of my Dad just being my Dad.

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Miss you always.

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Only the Good Die Young

Here are pictures of the people I’ve lost to cancer who were born in the month of March.

Grandpa P, born March 4th

Grandma P, born March 7th

Dad, born March 10th

 

Thank you cancer….for taking from me everyone I love who was born in March, and for forever starting my Spring off on a shitty foot!

I don’t have much else to say, the pictures speak for themselves.

I will say this……if cancer makes you angry, AND IT SHOULD, I might recommend supporting those those who are fighting this nightmare everyday, and those who have dedicated their lives to helping eliminate the nightmare.  If like me, you feel like traditional charities aren’t meeting your frustration needs, I would suggest http://www.fuckcancer.org

I don’t know that another quote about cancer has ever quite made me feel like it was ok to be angry with the cards cancer has dealt me.

We are sorry if you are offended or have a problem with the word FxCK! We are offended and have a problem with the word CANCER!”

This is the reality of cancer….a father and two grandparents taken too soon.  I’ve also lost my Dad’s mom to cancer!  I have a serious bone to pick with this awful disease!  I have however, also been fortunate enough to watch people fight and win!!  Those wins are the moments which provide hope and the strength to celebrate the memories.

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