Bittersweet

This past weekend was such a bittersweet one. It was the first Father's Day in my lifetime that I can ever really remember looking forwards to. When you lose your father at an early age, the joy of this holiday is sort of swept away. There were still wonderful uncles and my amazing Papa to celebrate and craft up gifts for, but it surely isn't the same. So, as any Father's Day in the past it was difficult to wake up and know this would have been a day that my dad would have loved and it was even harder this year not having the best Papa around to fill that hole as he was always able to help do in the past. This year however, was very different.....

this year was painting a coffee mug with the babe's handprints (more like blobs),

this year was whipping up an early morning quiche and making a Dunkin' Donuts run,

this year was a fun bike ride, not one used as a distraction,

this year was the grill, filets and red wine!! (thanks O'Connor's)

While I always feel like I've tried to celebrate my dad on Father's Day, it's more difficult than one can imagine and it never mustered up to much of a joyful occasion, until now, so I was more than happy to finally celebrate the day and have it come easy!

Pre Father's Day also provided me with my long awaited Christmas gift in June... Kenny Chesney!! While many may laugh and I can understand, this is a day that I long for and eagerly await every summer. It's a tailgate like none other with margaritas, Coronas, friends from VA, blow up swimming pools, sand and beach chairs, fishing poles..... you name it .....

and most of all, fabulous people watching and fashion like none other!!

It gave the husband and I a much needed day off (thanks, Mom) and some fantastic simple tunes. It gave me a chance to sit beside not just my husband and best friend, but a guy that has turned out to be a more amazing father than I could have ever imagined.

I hope that this past weekend and Father's Day provided each of you with an opportunity to be with your father... to talk to him, hug him, share a meal with him and tell him that you love him. It's a beautiful thing that I've missed for many years, but am so happy to have a son to enjoy those moments in his life.

 Live Wildly. Love Deeply.


































            (Jas and EB with an appearance
              by Dropkick Murphy!)