A LATE FATHER'S DAY

Written by Luz Leigh 18 June 2007

      Last Monday I penned a writing called “Blue Monday”. Today I will try to make up for that sad piece. This day has been such a one of contrast. It began with partly cloudy skies which soon turned to heavy dark brooding clouds. The rain came for a short while. Then the bright sunshine returned. There are still some high cirrus clouds, but not the kind that threatens rain.

      Last week I wrote of my attire…the white T-shirt with “Proud to be an American” printed on it. The soft blue jeans. Same attire today. Oh, I assure you the clothing has been laundered, but this is my favorite shirt so I wear it often. It is a little akin to the superstitions baseball players have. Wear the same cap or shoes for good luck. It seems that when I have this shirt on, I can think better..

      Yesterday was what is known as “Father’s Day”. Try as I might, I could not come up with an appropriate story. My thoughts kept being negative, so I wrote nothing. I just wish everyone could have a daddy such as the one I was privileged to have for twenty years. As with so many young people, I did not appreciate him at the time I was growing up. I loved him, of course, but there is a difference. I wish I had told him how much he meant to me, but at the time I, myself, did not realize that. So today, a few years late, I will tell the world, I had the best daddy anyone could have wished for. Before his death, my husband was a good daddy to his children. They still remember what he taught them.

      So, thanks to my friend who allowed me to share thoughts with him today, I am able to write again. The block that was there has been lifted just as the dark clouds were lifted from the sky today. Thanks, friend. You know who you are.