Father’s Day Eve

I really miss celebrating Not A Father’s Day, but those days are long gone and never coming back. Once a father, always a father. That’s something that can’t be undone. 

It sounds morbid, but I feel like it’s not my Father’s Day, but my dad’s. Like it’s not your Mother’s Day while your mom is still around. FFT!!!

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