Today isn’t Father’s Day. But I thought it was. (I’m not crying. You’re crying.)
I know Father’s Day is in June. In Canada. But apparently, it’s on the third Sunday of June, not the second one.
My father passed away nine years ago, so I haven’t had to get anything ready for Father’s Day in almost a decade. I’m on the receiving end nowadays. I happily accept the adoration of my children on Father’s Day, but I don’t mark the date in my calendar.
I saw a few advertisements for Father’s Day shopping so I thought it was today. This Sunday.
This morning, I walked around expectantly, like a kid who knows that they’re getting a surprise party. And rehearses the “surprise”.
But my surprise never came.
No one wished me Happy Father’s Day. 😦 None of my kids called. Deb didn’t even greet me with a “Happy Father’s day”…
My first thought was that they were teasing me. They’re going to surprise me later.
But later never came.
I was kind of hurt.
It was after lunch that looked up the date for Father’s Day and realized it’s next week.
I was getting all the “feels” of being ignored for no reason at all.
Yep. Kind of crazy.
How was your day?
© 2021 Peter Gruner