Found this in Dear Abby and wanted to share it.
Not Her Father
Hey, it’s really not “your day”.
I just don’t know what else to say
Because, you see, you’re just a “step”,
You’re not her dad – you’re just a “rep”,
A stand-in really, rest assured
You’re only there to be endured.
Oh! Unless she needs a ride,
Or someone there to take her side,
And please have money you can lend;
‘Cause that’s when you will have a friend.
She’s NOT your daughter, though be clear;
You’re not her dad, just someone here.
There’s really lots for you to do;
And you get all the “good jobs”, too;
You get to worry when she’s late,
Pick her up from her late date,
Comfort her when she’s in tears,
And try to calm her teenage fears.
And you will get to love her, too,
Even though she won’t love you.
You’ll get to care for her each day,
And see my daughter doesn’t stray
From rules that you will get to make—
She won’t admit they’re for her sake!
She thinks stepdads just aren’t “fun”,
You’re just as boring as her mom.
You’re only there (you must concede)
To see that she’s got all she needs!
Father’s Day? Nah, she won’t bother
Thanking you – you’re not her father!
So let me do it in her stead,
As I have done since we were wed.
Thanks for all the things you do,
And all you are – I love you, too.
Happy Father’s Day.
by Lesley Stitt, Ontario
There was a time I could’ve written something like this about my own sweet hubby, but my girls have started surprising him over the years by treating him more and more like the dad that he has always tried to be for them!! Love ya, honey!
Today is Momma’s birthday and she is a spry 73 years old!!
May she have many more birthdays to share with us.
May she continue to have good health.
May she always be surrounded by love and laughter.
May she have a very beautiful birthday this year.
Best wishes for a bright year!
(sorry for no picture of Mom this year – I am not at home and the laptop doesn’t have any on it yet – but ya know she is beautiful anyway!!)
Hi Gentle Readers,
Thank you for stopping by to see if I am still saying anything.
Other than the post about our good friend and brother John passing from this earth, I have been silent for quite some time.
A lot has been going on in our lives. We have moved off of Long Island, so we no longer live in a place where the majority of people are self-absorbed and have superiority complexes that are way over the top. If you are from there and reading this, don’t bother getting offended unless I have described you.
We have moved back to our semi-rural home in the Great Lakes region. People are more laid back here and not so worried about how they look to others; they worry more about how to provide for their families – families and friends matter more to them than material things or appearances. At least that has been our experience. I love the fact that people you don’t know talk to you in stores; offer their little frequent shopper card if you don’t have one so that you too can save on items. I love the fact that Meijer doesn’t even require one. I love being able to walk out to my mailbox in my pjs and not get a phone call about my choice of fashion. We are now more content.
College Girl will be graduating next May. High School Girl just started college. Now I have to figure out some way to talk about them without being confusing….. hmmmm will have to sleep on that one.
Injuries we sustained in the motor vehicle accident have impacted our way of doing things; slow us way down, but haven’t totally stopped us yet. (I type mostly with one hand now, instead of two)
I’ve driven over 5000 miles from the end of July till about now and I am sort of sick of the inside of our vehicle; tomorrow will once again find me behind the wheel. I am looking forward to a day or two where I don’t have to drive anywhere unless I absolutely want to.
Sweet hubby is having surgery next week and has to be off most of his medication for 5 days before hand – that includes most of his current pain meds. He has already warned me that he will be difficult to live with till he goes back on it. I think that I will either go live with my Mimi or journey up to Momma’s. I don’t want/need anymore stress right now. (But of course you know I won’t – I will stay and try to make him as comfortable as possible. Did you really think that I wouldn’t??)
Well, still have a room to paint, furniture to move around and many, many, many boxes to unload and things to put away. Anyone care to come help??