I did not exactly grow up as Daddy’s Little Girl. My dad was a hard kind of a guy who really would have been better off not having children. He was busy and impatient and did not really want to be bothered with the day-to-day issues of kids. He did provide a wonderful home for us and made sure we were well-fed and clothed. There are some men that do not even do that so I am very thankful.
(A guest post by Allison)
(A guest post by Allison)
The importance of talking to your kids
Not having any kind of Relationship with my dad made it extremely hard for me to have relationships with men - period. My mom was a very loving woman who (in the sixties and seventies) taught me how to have a clean house, how to cook, and how to take care of a husband. She married Dad when she was about to turn eighteen and she herself had come from a home with an alcoholic father. Her father loved her dearly but she spent many of her nights going to find him in the bar before he spent all the money he had earned on drink. So she did not exactly have a lot of relationship wisdom to bestow on me and it was a subject we never even touched upon.
I was very shy and unsure of myself and had a hard time making friends. I usually had one close friend everywhere we lived. We usually moved every four or five years because of Daddy’s work. And when we did, I had to start all over again with that one friend. We moved right after grade School, which went through the sixth grade, then and I started in a brand new town in the junior high school. Boy, did I feel out of place! Junior high (or middle school as they now call it) is sure a hard few years for most kids because they are going through the most changes.
