My dad passed away and it’s almost 18 years now. Every year, whenever Father’s Day approaches, I tend to dismiss the feeling of despair by throwing myself into preparing a dinner for my husband. But as my children are getting older, the enthusiasm makes me feel guilty for having pushed my feelings for father aside. I have realized that it would be most prudent to let it all out and accept that my father is no longer around – to accept that the love he had for me and the love I have for him will not diminish nor change or be replaced. Life is short, one should just celebrate it for all it is worth!
