Father's Day is coming up and this year I'm making a conscious choice to make sure I acknowledge it in a way that I never have, by owning my truth.  You see, I grew up without a father, even though one was in the house.  Makes no sense, right?  But this was very much my life.  In order to prevent confusion let me define the terms I'm using here.  Father refers to my biological father.  Dad refers to my stepfather. Let me go ahead and say here that you may want to brace yourself because it gets a bit confusing and I've got quite a bit to share. So here goes...