Sunday Ramblings: Father’s Day

Today I re-read a Father’s Day post I wrote a couple of years ago (on my personal blog). It made me cry. I drafted this post, deleted it, re-wrote it and then deleted it again. Third time round, I’ve decided to publish it with an extract from the original. I’m back again with Sunday ramblings…I hope this may be comforting for a few, knowing you’re not the only one feeling a bit wobbly today.


When I was 15 he left us and I haven’t seen him since.  I’m now 36 and it still hurts. 

Fathers day is always painful for me, just like on my wedding day when my brother walked me down the aisle instead of him. My dad has never met my husband or my two children.

The truth is, We have no idea where he is, if he’s alive or not.

My sister, Angie hurts the most. She was his shadow, she loved to follow him everywhere when we were kids. I often think she has a big empty hole in her heart. I wish he’d come back, if only for a day, even if it was just to give her a cwtch and say he missed her.

I don’t have many photographs of him, i wish i did. It would help me remember all the good times.

To all those that still have their dad, tell him you love him. I wish I could mine.

dad2(left to right: me, my dad, my sister & my brother)

Today, is all about celebrating those amazing Dads that are there through thick and thin or remembering those who once were. My kids are currently on a bike ride with theirs, no doubt laughing their socks off too. For me, I’m celebrating a special kind of (wo)man. One that took on the role of Mum & Dad. Happy Fathers Day Mum! I know its been one hell of a bumpy ride over the years and things have been a lot harder than they should have. Your strength and love inspires me greatly. It gives me the courage to take my crazy ideas and run with them (including setting up my own Photography business & Cwtch the Bride) For that, I thank you. Love you so much xxx

me&mum(me & my mum)

Having photographed many weddings over the years where many fathers weren’t present. I’ve come to the conclusion that there’s no such thing as a ‘normal family’. I love that mine is weird and wonderful. Its what makes it so special. And if you are worried about your dad not being there on your wedding day, I know how difficult it’s going to be. But just remember… You are marrying the man you fell in love with.

my wedding day(Me & My Husband on my wedding day. Photo credit: Neil Weekes).

Roll on seven years from my wedding day and i’m truly thankful for my amazing family, my in-laws and all the great friends I have in my life right now. my crazy familyEspecially these 3 men below :)

family 1

I love them to the moon and back
family 2

If you are feeling a bit wobbly today, feel free to share your story in the comments box. I was ridiculously nervous about posting this.