Holidays without Parents
I'm not a huge fan of Mother's Day. It's not because I don't think I deserve strawberry nutella crepes (the breakfast A has been making the last few years). It's not because I don't want a day with no arguing (fyi - it doesn't really happen but a mom can dream, right?). And it's not like I don't want it acknowledged but if I make a big deal about Mother's Day, then I need to do the same for Father's Day. And the problem with that is I haven't had a dad for all but two years of my life. I remember being with my then-boyfriend when I was in 11th grade and a friend of his asked me what I was doing for Father's Day. Nothing , I replied. He thought that was awful. I just didn't want to explain it. So I never did. Not when I didn't show up for father-daughter dances in girl scouts. Not when my uncle offered to be a substitute dad for all those events (which I always declined). Not ever. Then I had kids. I had to cel...