Father’s Day has come and gone. As I acknowledged the day to my children, I recalled and shared with them that my father never told me he loved me, not once, never. I told them that not hearing the words created this desire in me to get his approval, which often caused me to not feel good enough. I told them that I wanted to make sure that I didn’t do the same thing to them. Then, I told them I loved them, AGAIN!!!
”Blessings on your journey”