A Happy bloody Father’s Day to me*

* A repost from June 2022

Well, Father’s Day has suddenly become a bit shit in recent years, hasn’t it?

Photo by Liane Metzler on Unsplash

Can’t say that I’ve seen a single positive post about it.

Lots of moms wishing themselves a happy Fathers Day. Fair enough.

Opinionistas aplenty berating dead-beat dads. Can’t fault that either.

Survivors of childhood trauma voicing the true unspoken question haunting the zeitgeist: why do we even still have a day for fathers?

Thanks, Internet. It was only a matter of time.

Well, my kids got me something nice and cleaned the kitchen, top to bottom, so that is really all the affirmation I need. That, and it’s nice when even friends remember.

Does rather take the shine off a cherished institution though.

Light bulb moment

I have a made-on-Medium friend who does celebrate the day, and she surprised and delighted me when she took the time to pop me an email wishing me a happy Fathers Day.

To be perfectly honest, I was more surprised at feeling quite so touched. But I knew why. While everybody got the memo about Mother’s Day, singing the praises of the unsung heroes even on other heroes’ day, Father’s Day is increasingly a…