Y’all, it’s Father’s Day, so I’m posting a Father’s Day message I’ve posted before because honestly, it’s the one that tells it all for me. So… here you go… updated slightly, and with random pics of my two favorite dads stuck in here and there… ~*~*~*~ For many years, Father’s day was an…uncomfortable holiday for me. My dad left our family when I was 6 years old, and was never really in my childhood, except for the occasional times of us going to where he worked to pick up the few dollars he was willing to give us. He rarely paid support and my mom worked her tail off going to…