Father’s Day is a great day to celebrate fatherhood. Unfortunately, for me, it’s not a day I have been celebrating for the longest time, maybe I will start soon. Today, I needed to share the story of why I do not celebrate it. Buckle up because it’s gonna be a long read it might get a bit teary in here and I hope you learn and enjoy reading this – even if with tears. Today I woke up to lots of celebrations – lots of people posting their fathers on social media, paying tribute and honouring their fathers for how great they are or were and the great role they played in shaping them to the people they are today. It’s an incredible thing I have to say. I hope the fathers can see that and I cannot imagine how they feel. Now, because of peer pressure, I will also post two especially important men in my life; my father and brother but I will write more about the former. After all, this is Father’s Day. Now, I was born in a family of seven (a little background about myself for espe...
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