Hallmark.

the other day at Hallmark a lady was asking for an ornament for the father-daughter relationship and the woman who works there had so much trouble coming up with even anything at all besides an ornament. She said, "well i don't think they do that one. of course there's mother daughter. and..... well, we have just 'DAD'  stuff."
I'm trying not to view it as a microcosm, or representative of life itself; It's more comforting as an isolated incident. Somehow I'm not surprised though, at the subtle relay of our family structures. Plenty of men are good fathers. But they're like the Northern Lights- grand, splendid, rare, transparent, and only in certain spaces and times.
I'm trying to see the world outside my own experience, and not slate my cold hard truths and beliefs about what's here and how we function as humanity just on what happens to me.
But it's hard to ignore these little things isn't it? It's hard to say they're not hints.