Father’s Day – 100 Day Blog Challenge – Day 76

Happy Father’s Day

Today is Father’s Day; the day we celebrate Dads and father figures who are out there doing their thing.  For me, today was a crazy emotional day.  I couldn’t put my finger on it originally, but I’d say around mid-afternoon, I snapped.  I’m not even sure what triggered it, but I was an emotional wreck and unfortunately, my kids got the brunt of it.  Oh, man, talk about a downward spiral.  I mean, this is supposed to be a celebration of Dads everywhere who really don’t get the recognition they deserve.  What do I do?  Have a nervous breakdown.

As I was reading through all the Father’s Day posts on Facebook, I was very surprised by how many were tributes.  I had no idea so many have lost their Dads either recently or for quite some time.  The parallels are all the same – there’s that void, a missing piece that’s hard to explain unless you’ve been through it.  I’m not sure if the “time heals all wounds” bit really works in this case.  I know it’s still fairly new for me, but some of my friends whom I’ve spoken with tell me it hasn’t healed.  Once again, it’s quite an experience.

The boys spoke with their Dad on Skype this morning, and Isaac, tonight’s night owl, go to say goodnight to him.  I’m thankful for these little ways to keep connected even though we’re miles apart.


My Mom called today and we chatted for a bit.  She tells me that every night she has dreams about Dad and they’re pretty much full-on conversations.  It’s as if he’s right there.  It’s a lot different for my Mom, and she seems to be okay.  But she sees him every night.  I still really haven’t seen him.  I’ve got my memories, but I haven’t had that vison from the other side or the conversation from the beyond.  I’m not sure if I will and for a while I thought maybe I was weird for not “seeing” him.

Some days are good; some days aren’t so great.  Those days that challenge you really put you to the test.  At least tney have for me.

I hope you all got the chance to celebrate Father’s Day with your Dads and/or father figures today; told him how much you love him and recognize that he’s one of the grat ones.  To those who share memories of their Dads because he’s no longer with us, I’m sending lots of love and hugs your way, and hope you were surrounded by lots of loved ones.

Take care, all, and be well.

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Remembering a Phenomenal Woman – 100 Day Blog Challenge – Day 59

I Rise – A Phenomenal Woman

I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.”

Heaven called one of their angels home today.  Dr. Maya Angelou, author, poet, motivational speaker passed today.  She was 86 years young.  It’s funny (in a weird, cosmic way) because the other day, I read an article about Dr. Angelou and her condition and I couldn’t help but wonder when her time would come.  Call it a premonition, but I felt it coming – I just didn’t know when.

Maya Angelou is one of those public figures who is known around the world for her influence on others.  I had the honor of hearing her speak as an undergrad at St. John’s University.  Alumni Hall was packed and as she spoke, you could feel the wisdom and her words go right through you.  She commanded attention and you wanted to hear her words.  I am saddened by her loss, but uplifted in knowing her legacy lives on through her work.

One of my favorite poems is Phenomenal Woman.  Here’s the poem in its entirety:

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.

I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size   
But when I start to tell them,
They think I’m telling lies.
I say,
It’s in the reach of my arms,
The span of my hips,   
The stride of my step,   
The curl of my lips.   
I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,   
That’s me.


I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,   
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.   
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.   
I say,
It’s the fire in my eyes,   
And the flash of my teeth,   
The swing in my waist,   
And the joy in my feet.   
I’m a woman
Phenomenally.


Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.


Men themselves have wondered   
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can’t touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them,   
They say they still can’t see.   
I say,
It’s in the arch of my back,   
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.


Now you understand
Just why my head’s not bowed.   
I don’t shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.   
When you see me passing,
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It’s in the click of my heels,   
The bend of my hair,   
the palm of my hand,   
The need for my care.   
’Cause I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.”


Maya Angelou, “Phenomenal Woman” from And Still I Rise. Copyright © 1978 by Maya Angelou.


This is my anthem, my mantra, my go to poem on those days when I don’t feel worthy. That’s the power of Maya Angelou.  Thank you, Maya Angelou, for giving us your wisdom and the ability to share your wisdom for generations to come.