Thoughts on Father's Day...
I grew up without a father, it was my mom and my maternal Grandparents. I met my father when I was 11 or 12. We had an on again off again relationship after that until I turned 21 or so at which point I lost him completely. Late last year I found him, of all things, on Facebook and we began to talk again. I am really enjoying having him as part of my life. But it is strange to me how much I have in common with him as he was never in my life for an extended period of time. Last night I was talking to him about the craft swaps I'd been doing and when I mentioned roller derby, he tells me he was an old school fan of the San Fransisco Bay Bombers and Joanie Weston. I never knew that but I have been in love with Derby since I first heard of it. My father loves Shakespeare which I have loved since I was in 4th grade. We also both love Renaissance Faires and History, Fantasy and Sci-fi, the paranormal and shows like Ghost Hunters and so much more that I can't even think of right now. Is it possible to pick up such things genetically? I just don't know. It's strange to me though.
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