Father’s Day has turned from an amazing celebration, to a bittersweet day. I have an amazing familial unit, the best I could ask for. My father is my rock. He is my everything (and my daughter’s too!)
After I had my daughter, it was a long drawn out divorce. I want nothing more than for her to have exactly what I had – a traditional family unit.
Things don’t always go as planned, and I’ve accepted that. I trust the Lord and His ways are not always our ways. So, albeit not my wish – holding resentment/anger is like drinking poison and expecting the other person to hurt. The Lord says, love thy enemies as you love yourselves. Do not resent. If you have, repent. Forgive. My parenting style as a single mama may be different than others, but I will always tell her always how loved she is by her dad, show her photos from when she was a baby, but she doesn’t understand at her age. It breaks my heart. I even kept the ring that was given to me when we found out and were so ecstatic, that is going to still be given to her on her 16th birthday. I know many women would sell it but I’m just not an erase type of woman.
Before I get too mushy, I want to wish a Happy Father’s Day not just to the dad’s/father figures/step dads, but also the single mamas playing both roles. It is not easy, but we do what is best for them and that’s what matters. Although her father figure is amazing, to me it is not the same as her biological dad – In which you only have one blood father, other than our Father above, FATHER GOD, the greatest of all. He will never leave us nor forsake us.
I pray one day God’s will to be done. I pray for her dad, as I will always love him from afar. I hold no resentment, and if you’re in my position, I encourage you not to as well. Be kind, love anyway.
I know this is a short post, but this day is now a very emotional one as I’ve become a mother (3.5 years), and previously a step mother.
Until next time my friends, NAMASTE
Bomb Yoga Mom 