Father's Day Blues

Well, it's Father's day and I'm feeling especially guilty. I have friends who would give anything to be able to be with their daddy just one more time. I have friends whose children are refusing to be with them on Father's Day, and some whose kids just can't make it. I am none of those people...I spent my gratuitous 2 hours with my dad(and his wife) and hated every second of it. It was at my sister's house and short of her and my brother and my own family, I just abhorred every single second. My dad is not my dad and hasn't been since he married "her." She stared at me hatefully from across the dinner table, she didn't speak, and I think I heard her sigh a few times when I was joking with my dad. Well...you know...I try to be kind, I try to deal with her attitude, and I try to be Christian, but I feel the anger building up. I don't know what to do, but next year I do believe we will stay home and celebrate Erick and only Erick. He deserves it...just a day for him without trying to accommodate my dad and his, not spending 2 hours at my dad's then driving another hour to see his dad and get back late and be so tired for work the next morning...Yes, I think that's what we'll do...and the same for Mother's day...no pressure...just celebrating us for a change. BTW~I had to skip out on going to his dad's today and I'm home alone...it's peaceful but sad and I'm lonely. I skipped out because I'm having a Nova Sure procedure done on Wednesday and the history was so specific as were the instructions, that I felt like a sure week of dealing with asthma would cause them to cancel it, and I'm not playing that. So I thought it best to stay home and make sure I don't catch anything...just want something to go smoothly for once. Well, anyway, happy Father's Day to all you daddies and mommies who have to be daddies...ILY