It is bitter sweet to think of it this way. But I am and have always felt extremely lucky that I still have my father in my life at 35 years old. Bitter because there are still things that haven't been worked out between him and I. Things that might never get worked out while we are on this planet. But so sweet that I have the opportunity to tell him I love him every time I see him, even if sometimes I don't mean it. I have had many friends who have lost their father's at very young ages, father's who loved them. And I have had friends who have lost children. My heart breaks for them deeply today. As a child and a father, I say happy father's day to everyone who has lost someone that they truly love.