This is the first Father’s Day I have ever celebrated. Growing up, I never had a dad or even a strong male role model. I was raised by two amazing women, my mom (my great-aunt who adopted me) and my great-grand-mother. Father’s Day was never a date of significance to acknowledge. I did not know when it was coming or if it had passed. As a child, I made art projects for my mom on Father’s Day, and that never seemed strange. I lived a blissful ignorance of that date.
This year is different. On October 11, 2012 I found out I have a father. And not just any father, but an amazing one who cares deeply for his daughter. In the past eight months, we have enjoyed three visits in his home town and on in Los Angeles where I call home.
And so assembling this very first Father’s Day card was a special moment.