pellaz Wrote:count your blessings QueenOdi.
My dad left when i was 6 and he's been dead for some time.
given to you on a platter or just steal it; it is up to the individual to value the good.
Oh I'm blessed, but not in that regard Pellaz.
I met my father for the first time when I was 16/17 . Even now though, relations are pretty sparse. The only good that came out of it, was meeting my younger siblings.
He's had 5 children, I was the first. He didn't even stay at the hospital. He ran out, for whatever reason, and that was that.
I called him for father-son days at school, but gave up after broken promises and started to take my mom instead.
I always thought he was this cool guy, because locally, he's one of Bermuda's best runners, so I guess you can say he's famous in a sense and everyone knew who I was, because I have his name[as most first born sons do], but eventually, I started to not like him, because he didn't show any interest in me.
My younger brother[who's the 2nd oldest- from a different mother], was like me too, calling him and wanted him to come watch him play football[soccer], like all the other boy's dads, but he too got shot down. He's different from me though, he's quick to let his emotions take full reign and so I had to placate him, even though I was still young myself.
When he went 13 and I was going 17[we're 4 years apart] and graduating highschool, he called me and excitedly told me our father had called and asked him to come over. He begged me to come, because he didn't want to be around strange people by himself[yes, we considered our father a stranger].
So reluctantly I said yes and we went and met our other siblings[my father had them with another woman and was living with her]. It was me[going 17], my brother [13], and 3 new siblings, two brothers [12] & [5] & a sister [8].
I also have another sister, on my mom's side who is now going 10 in august.
Ever since then, we've all been close, but my brother[the 2nd oldest] is very disconnected with our father and I am the liason between the two, because they don't talk to each other, for a stupid reason I might add.
Technically, my siblings and I are all half-siblings, but I consider them to be full-siblings.
So I am blessed Pellaz, but not in the way that's probably most conventional :biggrin:
Hope that wasn't too long of a anecdote
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