Let’s just call it what it is:
Father’s Day can be complicated.
Some people have amazing memories. Some people have no memories at all. And some of us have a messy, painful mix of both.
If that’s you, you’re not alone. It’s definitely me too.
For most of my life, I didn’t know who my real father was.I found out at age 47.
As a little girl, I had a stepfather I loved deeply—but he was also an alcoholic and absent most of my life. My grandfather was a constant. He was strong and proud, and he doted on me. But he carried his own very dark shadows too.
I didn’t talk about any of this for a long time. I just kept going. Building. Achieving. I thought I could outwork the ache.
But unhealed wounds don’t just disappear.
They show up in other places: in our relationships, in our health, in how we trust—or don’t.
And for me, eventually… the confusion, resentment, and silence caught up.
That’s when the real healing began.
This year, I’m in a 6-Year in numerology. The theme is home. Harmony. Healing. And my word for the year is Rooted.
What I’ve learned is that being rooted doesn’t mean pretending nothing hurt. It means getting honest about what did. And deciding what you’re no longer willing to carry.
Forgiveness isn’t always about reconciliation.
It’s about release.
It’s about cutting the cord to patterns and pain that were never meant to be yours.
You don’t need a perfect family to build a powerful future.
You just need clarity on what kind of legacy you want to live.
If this resonates, ask yourself:
- What part of your story have you outgrown—even if you haven’t spoken it out loud?
- What does healthy masculine energy look and feel like for you now?
- What kind of emotional legacy are you ready to live from, not just leave behind?
We can honor the past without reenacting it.
We can love people… and still lead differently.
We can become the steady presence we always needed.
This Father’s Day, I’m not just honoring the men in my life (my husband especially).
I’m honoring my own clarity.
My courage.
And the roots I’ve chosen to grow now.
Because not all legacies are inherited.
Some are rewritten. 🌿
With love,
Jessica
If this spoke to you, it might speak to someone else too.
