Father's Day 2016 has drawn to a close. My dad passed away nearly 8 years ago. It's easy to say that was a significant personal loss and the start of a downward spiral, but it's really been downward for longer than that. Today was a great day. Not because I got a call from most of my kids or because of the amazing lobster dinner I was served by my youngest son's, girl friend's family, but because of a reminder my daughter Rebecca posted.Despite all else, I am really proud of my kids. Each is a superstar young adults, successful and doing amazing things. They make me proud even if I seem to be the pain in the butt and not the one they normally come to for advice. I feel like I've lost touch, or maybe never was in real touch. Maybe my focus was more to provide and get to a better place so things would be better for them, even if it didn't work out how I intended. Today, Rebecca reminded me of the only important thing... I'm struggling, but, I'm still trying.
I know this won't make sense to you, but I understand, now, if I can make things right.



