I just got a call from my mom who ever-so-gently informed me that Father's Day is, in fact, next Sunday.
This was after 2 blog posts regarding Father's Day and TWO messages left for my dad yesterday (and being a little sad and feeling bad that I did not actually get to talk to him on the actual day.)
In my defense, I am far away from the endless parade of oh-so-subtle reminders of the special day in the form of an astonishing array of greeting cards, "tender" commercials, and other blatant displays capitalizing on fatherhood.
At least I get an A for effort, and hey, we are, after all, ahead a few time zones over here!!!!
And I will be calling my dad again Sunday, and this time I hope we can actually talk! And I hope he will forgive me and still love me as his only daughter even if I got the date wrong. At least he knows I care.
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