He is wise.
I realized this weekend how I did a similar disassociation in order to get through pain in childhood. All of my friends posted photos of their father on Facebook. I commented on the photos, gave our daughter a photo of her dad with her as a baby for her to post on Facebook.
BUT NOT ONCE for the years I've been on Facebook, ever thought to post a photo of my dad, who when I was in fourth grade.
I had disassociated with him, and with Father's Day, in order to get past the fear and grief of the shocking loss at the time, and to be able to get on with my life.
Sometimes we do what we have to do in order to move forward.
[This message edited by Heavy Sigh at 8:56 AM, June 18th (Tuesday)]