Older image of my father receiving his masters in Software Engineering.
Not fatherless, but fatherless
In the emotional wake of Fathers Day, i thought the best thing i can do for myself and for those i share this with, is to be honest, in the hopes that by getting this out, i will not only ease my own heart and mind, but perhaps someone else will connect to my experience and, in turn, not feel so alone, in theirs.
When i was younger, i took my absentee father’s approach to parenting (although always present to dole out the heavy discipline) personally. Despite having little in common with my father, i admired his emotional self-sufficiency, his intellect and while a bit nerdy looking, my dad had a smile that lit up his whole face. He was also eccentric, which i found curious and fascinatin…