As some of you probably know of my issues with my Father, at the moment. So I am not really in the mood to celebrate. I sent him a card with a picture of his parents and reminded him of how much he has turned into his father. Oh, he’s going to hate it, haha. He has though, he has turned into his own Father, well I am not about to let that happen to me.
That’s the other odd thing about my Dad’s side. When both of their parents had passed away, I was given all the photos that they had of their parents. I was about 18 at the time. I know they were both quiet terrible parents, so why would I want them? Why not just get rid of them. Or give them out equally to all the grand children? Like all the other grandkids got money, I got all the photos, lol. My brother and I were the only grand children to ever visit them.
They’re odd, lol
Anyway, I wanted to write about my favourite “Dad”.
The biggest reason why I adore Mufasa, is because, as he says “He doesn’t go looking for trouble” and that he’s “only brave when he has to be”. I like this. I know good dads and I know a lot of deadbeat Dads, unfortunately. I can only really speak for myself though. I keep hoping that for the other people who have deadbeat dads out there. That they have at least one positive male influence in their life. That makes such a world of difference. I was lucky in that respect, I had a few.
I was even luckier, to have had a great, great-grandfather. Who, even in death, still influences me, without me even knowing it.