Happy Fathers Day to all the fathers out there.

You know, I wring my hands on days like this, Mother and Fathers Day. I see all the commercials and everyone getting ready for these days and all. I can't say that I can share in that, even though my parents are alive and live closeby. I'm just not close to them.

On this day, I think about when I actually sat and talked to my father. I blogged much about that, as it was a really interesting time (See Crazy Convos with my father and Face to Face with my father). I had sent him a short letter saying I wanted to see him. I didn't want to impose or anything. It was a good 15 minute conversation at his house, but it felt so much longer. He'd called me a couple of weeks later and said his brother had died. I posted about that, too (see A Most... Humble Occasion Part I and Part II)I not only remember the highly entertaining and comical funeral, but most of all...

I remember shaking his hand at the funeral.

And I was so thankful to God that I was able to shake the man's hand. I would have never imagined doing so. The last time that happen, I think I was 10 years old. And I was so grateful to shake his hand some 30 years later.

And I think about that on this day. And like I said, I never want to impose on his life. I just silently say a prayer for him and his life. I go back and I read those posts, and they make me smile.

And I say a prayer of thanks for just having the opportunity to shake his hand.

Happy fathers day to all the fathers out there.

And many more....