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It’s Father’s day once more, and I wonder about the man whose DNA is woven in my life. Last year, I shared my thoughts on being a DAD v Father, from my own life experiences. This year as I think about him, I hope he is okay wherever he is. My father died on 13th June, 2013 of throat cancer My birthday is 14th June, and his was 15th June. He died as he lived, secretly not wanting any of his children (all daughters) scattered around the world to know. He died with his wife of thirty years (not my mom) and their daughter (my sister by his seed) close to him. He died afraid, trying to keep his secrets yet knowing they would all come out. He was a man, who was influenced by material things, status and the façade of ‘living a good life.’ Growing up I loved the man I thought my father was It is difficult for a child of five years old to understand divorce and life, when it changes from a happy place to anger. My earliest memory of my father is of shouting and a fight ...

His Death My friends and bloggers, I could not let this day pass without sharing. In the past six weeks I have had the 'life challenges and triumphs' which I will share as I resume writing. Today, I thought to share my thoughts on being a DAD v Father, from my own life experiences... My father died on 13 th  June, 2013  of throat cancer.My birthday is 14th June, and his was 15th June. He died as he lived, secretly not wanting any of his children (all daughters) scattered around the world to know.  He died with his wife of thirty years (not my mom) and their daughter (my sister by his seed) close to him. He died afraid, trying to keep his secrets yet knowing they would all come out. He was a man, who was influenced by material things, status and the facade of ‘living a good life.’ A fantasy & rejection Growing up I loved the man I thought  my father was. It is difficult for a child of five years old to understand divorce and life, when it changes from a...