Happy Tuesday!!!!!! I hope that everyone enjoyed their weekend and spent it celebrating the father figure in your life! For those that know me know that I don’t necessarily “celebrate” holidays. I might do something simple like a card, but nothing major. I believe I acknowledge people and shower them with love all throughout the year; so why just dedicate one day?!?!?!? This rings true with Father’s Day. Being raised in a single parent home, Father’s Day was almost like just another day. Didn’t do many activities (that I can remember) or really celebrated it. Now don’t get me wrong or it twisted, I know who my daddy is and love him dearly, he just wasn’t around as much as I may have wanted him to be growing up. You know having two girls, you would want to be a daddy’s girl, but I didn’t get that lol my sister did since she was first-born! Needless to say, I’m still a mama’s girl 🙂 Maybe my perception will change when I am married again and have children. With that being said, it only adds to the process of grief. Knowing that your husband will never have the opportunity to experience having children of his own, see his reaction in the delivery room, read them bedtime stories, be their saving grace when they’ve done something wrong, and all the things in between is always a hard pill to swallow. I pray that God continue to keep angels around me and allow me to raise children one day. Though I’m without a husband, the village that I have, I know they’ll be in good hands!
Behold, children are a heritage from the Lord, the fruit of the womb a reward.
They say “It takes a village to raise a child”! Until next time…