This is my father as a young sailor. He loved adventure so much that he lied about his age to go off sailing around the world. Yet, when it came to my school and studies, he gave up the sea and settled down. He wanted the best for me.
He had family and friends in Bangladesh, his favorite sweet shop, and all the shopkeepers in the marketplace knew him. But then both my sister and I settled in Texas. Me, having fallen in love with a cowboy....So they picked up and moved halfway around the world to be with us and the grandkids.
This is my first Father's Day without him. And I miss him. Terribly. Not just today, but every day. When I lost him early this year, it made me stop in my tracks and reflect on life. I knew I wanted to make a difference in his name through my writing. So I wrote a story, A Tale of Two Djinns, and I pledged half of all proceeds to UNICEF.
Thanks to my readers, I'm glad to report that I wrote my first check to UNICEF for $266. 80 cents this last week. What does that mean? Well, according to the UNICEF website, $250 provides “School-in-a-Box” kit containing basic education supplies for 80 children. Wow.
So a big thank you to those who took a chance on my story and contributed to this important project. You made this gift possible. If you have enjoyed A Tale of Two Djinns, please consider writing a review somewhere so others may learn about it or just tell your friends.
But more than anything else, go celebrate the dads in your life. I know I will be spending this Father's Day toasting my 86-year-old father-in-law, my darling husband & the memory of my dad. Happy Father's Day to all the father figures out there!
I love my father as the stars - he's a bright shining example and a happy twinkling in my heart. ~Terri Guillemets