So today is Mother’s Day.
And while you were my dad,
Every year I wished you a Happy Mother’s Day too.
Because you’re the one who taught me all the things,
That my mother should have but didn’t

The man who tried to put my hair up,
Even if it was a disaster, you were never very good at it.
But I always appreciated the fact that you tried.

The man who bought me my first box of pads,
When I came out of the bathroom mortified that I wasn’t prepared.
But you handled it like a champ and just went right out and got them for me.

So today is a little more empty then before.
Where the emptiness used to be the fact that my mother had failed me.
She had failed to be a good mother, her best just wasn’t enough.
Now the emptiness is that you aren’t here either, and now I just feel like an orphan.

With my roots ripped out of the ground.
Not sure where exactly I belong, or if I even belong anywhere anymore.

But happy mother’s Day in Heaven Dad.
I hope you know that even though you’re gone
I’m still thankful every day for you, who you were, and who you helped me become.