I understand holidays can be really depressing for some.  Some people get really sad at Christmas-time and New Years.  Father's Day is my depressing holiday.  I had a father, I just never knew him.  And then he died before I could reunite with him as an adult child.  Kind of ruins any chance for a happily ever after there, huh? 

But on a happier note, my 3 girls got to be with their Dad on Fathers Day.   They flew out early this morning and made it to Virginia by 11 am.  So good for them, yay!  I couldn't believe how crowded the airport was.  My two older girls make me so proud, taking their little sister and being substitute mommies.  I'm so glad I have those girls in my life.  I am a better person for having raised them.  Truly, I am.  How could I possibly know this, you might say?  How do I know I wouldn't have been an equally modest, enlightened, caring person had I not had kids.  Because all I cared about before my children were born was drinking, screwing around, shopping, and me... Me, me, me, me, me!  And I hurt a lot of people.  And I didn't give a shit.  Well, I cared.  I cried.  But I moved on, rather quickly.  Because all that mattered was me.  That's it.  So I just know where my life would've led me!  The same place it led my mother.  Regardless, my kids are just awesome people and I'm so happy to be a part of their lives.  I strive to be a better person every single day just to make them proud of me.

Anyway, so now I am so tired and falling asleep at the computer.  I will shove off now and catch up on my sleep.  Hope everyone had a great Father's Day, especially all you great fathers.    Hurray for being a special part of your kids life everyday.  Not just on DAD'S DAY!