For those of you totally unaware of what I’m talking about or what had happened in my life months ago, read the description of the Cadence painting I made [link].
Let me say that besides finding my old paint supplies from my first year of college, I also found my ink bottle and pen set which was never used during my semesters of art classes. Since I was going back to practice painting, I decided to try my hand at traditional pen work, having had a good experience during my Senior year in high school.
And a part of my brain was pushing me to make a somewhat sequel to the painting I made that described my mood whenever I think of the man I’m ashamed to call my dad.
I know I’ve said I’m okay, and it’s been months and I’m feeling better while still feeling bitter about him…tomorrow IS Father’s Day, and what can I, a girl who was hurt by a love-betraying, two-timing Tiger Woods, feel?
I’ll be honest that some days when I watch my favorite cartoons, especially on Disney Junior…seeing girls with their dads make me cry, and reminding me that I don’t have what they do anymore…that reality sucks big time and the perfect family is merely animated.
I watch Doc McStuffins and I see her father being a loving man who is a great cook…my dad was a great cook who would one day teach me how to bake zucchini bread. That day will never come.
I watch Blythe Baxter from Littlest Pet Shop have Hallmark moments with her goofball father that makes me wish I could still have those with the man I’m ashamed to call mine. What I would give to have a dad like Roger Baxter…
I recall having watched The Croods movie. The father protecting his family no matter what, loving his wife and letting her know he’ll always be there…that used to be my parents.
Face it. In the world of today where the divorce is higher than school test scores, a good marriage is rare. A real, happy family may not be solid after all.