Am I Smarter Than My Father?

Happy Father’s Day Weekend everyone! Read for the first time, or re-read my article on my relationship with my father and the best Dad ever! …And as always – Comment, Share and Enjoy! ❤


When I was a little girl, I thought I could run faster than my father. After all, I’m younger. I thought I was smarter than my father. We always had the same dumb conversation. “What did you learn today, Celine? …About Jesus/Jehovah.” He never dug any deeper than that. As I got older we rarely had any meaningful interaction. I wanted to do things my own way – win or lose; pass or fail.  So when I left home, he sent me off with, “You’re grown. I did my best. Hopefully the world won’t chew you up and spit you out.”

So I went through life bitter and complaining about not being covered, not being protected, and not being emotionally supported by my dad.  I blamed my father’s failure to protect me for why I was being used and abused in my relationships.  “They think I don’t have a father.”  Well, who was…

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