According to my traffic tracker, for some reason, people are hitting on this post from Father’s Day last year in recent days. I had forgotten it. It’s a bit whiny, forgive me, I’m (still) grumpy and stressed when it comes to this subject! And, for the record, there were never any hate letters sent. Written? Oh yeah. Deleted? For sure!

Not All Father’s Deserve a Day

I guess you could say the same thing about some moms, but I don’t have a deadbeat mom to deal with. I have Starr’s dad.

This year Starr and her dad are in the same place they were last year. He hasn’t tried to reconcile with her, he hasn’t caught up on child support–we haven’t received a payment in nearly 3 years, he hasn’t helped with any of the tens of thousands of dollars in expenses from her car accident (most of which were incurred because he failed to keep her medical insurance up to date, which he was legally required to do)…or even help with college for that matter. She needs braces again, because of the accident, to the tune of $3500, but we can’t afford it.

Nope, we didn’t celebrate him as a father yesterday. He is lucky I didn’t send him a hate letter. Hmm. Maybe tomorrow.

He has a new girlfriend. I don’t know about you, but who hooks up with someone who isn’t doing all that he can to do right for his children?? Oh well. Not my problem.

Thank you and much love to all those dads out there who do. Who support. Who love. Who care.

Sadly, it has been a year and Mayan’s dad is still a blank spot in her life. So it’s been over two years of estrangement. In fact, unless things have changed in recent weeks (we aren’t top of the phone tree!), he is currently in jail. Mayan is grateful to have few emotional attachments to him, but she realizes that her siblings feelings are different than hers and we both love and support them completely.

The girlfriend is gone, she was stunned and unimaginably hurt when she realized all the lies that he told her. He lied about his relationship with Mayan, pretending that everything was peachy-keen and that they emailed each other often…Mayan didn’t come around to visit because she was busy…and that is just the beginning. *sigh* I feel bad for her. My heart aches for the kids. They deserve better. All of them.

I truly appreciate and love those dads who do! Who are. Who love. Who care. Happy Father’s Day! Thank you. You are cherished.

Especially, and as always, Happy Father’s Day to my dad and to my brother.

These two men have been the father that Mayan never really had…well, besides me!…they are who she wants to walk her down the aisle someday. I don’t know what will happen with that idea, but they are both loved beyond measure!

This is the photo that Mayan posted for Father’s Day weekend on Facebook. She said:

Happy Father’s Day weekend to by far the best grandfather I could have ever wished for. Without him, I definitely would not have had so many incredible experiences. I am forever in debt! Love you Grandpa!

It’s a slow go!

I am seeing the end of the scanning (of the slides…maybe 1983-84? I just realized that there are a bunch of photos that need to be scanned too before this project is complete). There have been many photos that I want to clean up (dust off) and play with. This project has been fun and tedious at the same time! Then I need to put them in reasonable order so that I can burn them to disc for my brother, parents and I assume that Mayan will want one to share with her future family. There are tons of extended family shots too, so I think an edited CD for the cousins might be appropriate.

This one caught my eye from the 1980 bunch, it’s my dad during his Mount Rainier climb.

Here are a couple more pictures that I’ve scanned in recent weeks:

These are just my mom, my dad and my brother and me. It’s been fun scanning and cleaning up some of these pictures. As I look at all of the pictures that I’ve scanned, there are so many that I’d like to spend time on and clean up…dust is a big problem! I don’t know if I will ever catch up, but getting them scanned is the project that I’d like to finish first!