what was the day again?

Yesterday was Father's Day.

I was bitter and tried to avoid the day all together.  but didn't make it.  I watched fathers and kids... I painted their faces and took fun photos while they played.  I hid behind the camera and watched a life I did not have.  

I only teared up once.  I tried to forget many times. I forgot to call dad and felt guilty. 

But some day. it will be my life. it will be my family. and he will be a wonderful father to them. 

until then, I will hang out with my dad a couple of times a year, and try to forget. and move forward. we are better. I know. I know. I know. 

I don't think it odd most of the time. I simply do not know what to do with a day of honor, gratitude, and thanks.  the cards don't fit. the cards don't fit many. I got a blank card and am yet to fill it in. 

we are better. thanks dad. good times. see you later. love adana.  

ok. I teared up twice.