It took me a while, didn’t it?

Posted by Leslie on June 15, 2008




Lately I have been working a lot on a website. In fact, today I’ve put in a lot of time with the hosting company’s technical service. And I’ve also been looking into online mailing list software.

The names of these two companies would jump out at me each time I visited.

With DaDa (mail list) it made sense… Dada is pretty distinct (and fun to say). :-)

But with GoDaddy, which I’ve had for over a year, I was wondering why I kept being drawn to the name.

And then it hit me: Father’s Day.

I don’t tend to think about that day too much because my dad passed away long ago. I usually mentally wish my father well as the day approaches and think about how grateful I am to have such a great dad (great parents, actually) and then move on before I start to get sad.

Maybe it was simply my subconscious mind that was focusing on those words because I new Father’s Day was coming up, but I like to think this is my Dad’s way of saying “Hi!”

He always was quite a word-smith, with a dry sense of humor and a robust user of the English language.

This happened last year, too…

Last year, ON Father’s Day, a friend of mine gave me a collectible coin set because she was getting rid of stuff and she felt I was the right person to give it to. I do not collect coins and I’ve never conversed about anything related to this topic with my friend. However, MY FATHER had a huge coin collection. We has just finished discussing Father’s Day when she said, “I have something for you.” I unwrapped it (yes, she even wrapped it) and I made the connection immediately.

I was so, so touched.

Perhaps I read too much into it, but it’s nice to grasp on to those little coincidences, whether or not they really mean anything.

So Happy Father’s Day, Dad! (Or should I say “Dada” Day?)

And Happy Father’s Day to all dads!

…And thanks for reminding me.

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  • Aw, it’s so great to see pictures of your dad! I thought of him yesterday, too, as I was reading an article at my parents’ house about softball in the ‘wood. Embrace those “coincidences,” my friend, as I have NO doubt that they are most definitely your sweet dad’s way of saying “hello!” Hugs! Kristin

  • You say “coincidence,” I say “serendipity.” My pronunciation has never been too good.

    I spent a little time thinking about my father for the first time in years the other day, prompted only by happenstance and odd timing–I didn’t realize it was Father’s Day until they announced it on teevee.

    I believe our peeps are always calling, albeit discreetly. Some days we’re just lucky enough to catch them on the first ring.

    Take care,
    Bill

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