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Dear Readers: Fathers and father figures deserve more than one day of recognition for all their work and love, and the amount of beautiful words send in reflected this. Below are a few more moving tributes submitted for Father’s Day.
Dear Readers: Below are just a few of the very touching and beautiful tributes you submitted for Fathers Day. It was so nice to read about all of the love, gratitude and humor you expressed about your fathers. Happy Father's Day.
Dear Annie: My daughter was 14 weeks pregnant when the baby died.
Dear Annie: When did airplane seats become so small? I hadn’t flown in six years until this past spring, when I booked a flight to attend a family wedding. I reserved a window seat so that I could relax in comfort. But the experience was anything but comfortable.
Dear Annie: Growing up, my siblings and I would make fun of my mom’s snoring all the time. To be fair, the noise seemingly could wake the dead; she sounded like she was sawing logs every night. Her snoring became one of our favorite family jokes, and to this day it’s brought up on a pretty regular basis.
Dear Annie: I’m a mother to five beautiful children.
Dear Readers: Though I do my best to keep my personal life out of this column, I’m writing today about something that has deeply impacted me. A person very close to me was recently diagnosed with stage IV esophageal cancer.
I was overwhelmed by the love and empathy that many of you expressed for “Just Existing,” the man who was hoping to fade away from life.
Dear Annie: Our daughter, “Jenny,” is graduating from college in a few weeks, and my husband and I are very proud. We were unable to afford college, but once we had a child, we knew how important it was for her to go. My husband has worked in a factory his whole life and two years ago became a supervisor.
Dear Annie: I am a waiter in a restaurant and enjoy my job. I am 34 years old and struggled to find work that I like before I found this job. I really love being a waiter. The customers are mostly friendly, the food is good, and I try to make eating at our restaurant an enjoyable experience for all diners.
Dear Annie: Our dear grandson is 5. He’s bright, energetic, kind and wonderful.
Dear Readers: We were overwhelmed with letters about the college admissions scandal, and this is a continuation of yesterday’s column, filled with questions, criticism and praise from my many talented and brilliant readers.
Dear Readers: Many of you have strong opinions about the college admissions scandal, and because there were so many thoughtful replies, I am devoting a few columns to reprinting some of the feedback to my proposed solution of fining the parents to pay for scholarships:
Dear Annie. I have a 6-year-old daughter who won’t go to sleep on her own. She has an innate fear of staying alone in her room.
I’ve been working as professional for more than 10 years, and I’m arriving at the point in my career where I’m now responsible for spending more time meeting with clients.
Dear Annie: Recently, I met “Todd” through a friend of a friend. I went back to school to study graphic design a couple years ago and will be graduating this fall.
Dear Annie: Every summer for the past 15 years, my mother has insisted on driving 1,500 miles to spend 10 days with me. We have had some really fun visits, but now she is 88 years old and just had heart surgery. She frequently falls despite using a walker.
My three siblings and I are in a terrible situation right now over our 88-year-old mother.
Dear Annie: My best friend and I agree on almost everything, but something has come up that has caused us to argue, and we decided to turn to you for advice. We both have children who are in their first year of high school, and when they graduate they want to go to college.
Dear Annie: I recently went no-contact with my father. We had a tumultuous relationship when I was growing up because of his struggle with mental illness.
Dear Annie: My employer is conducting a weight-loss incentive program for the month of April. Whoever loses the most weight gets a $250 gift card.
Dear Annie: I love learning languages. I grew up with immigrant parents who spoke their native language to me, and I studied another language in high school. I’m also a native English speaker. I wouldn’t say I’m trilingual, but I can get by in those two languages I’ve learned aside from English.
Dear Annie: As long as I can remember, my parents have controlled the majority of my actions.
I received a great deal of helpful feedback for “Heartbroken on Valentine’s Day.” Thank you to everyone who wrote in.
My question is about the fact that they never bring anything, such as a bottle of wine, and they have never invited us out to dinner or to have dinner at their home.
Dear Readers: Spring is a beautiful season full of new beginnings. The hibernating animals come out of their slumber to play.
I am an officer in an old but still active community cemetery with graves dating back to at least the 1800s and with plenty of available space.
Dear Annie: My sister “Katy” is 10 years older than I and has never married or had children. She was a devoted and loving auntie to my kids when they were young, but they have grown up and don’t hang with her much anymore.
Dear Annie: My husband and I have been married for 48 years. We have endured really expensive medical issues over the past several years, and our funds are stretched to the limit.
Dear Annie: I am a member of a small Midwestern church and in the choir.
Dear Annie: I saw the advice about tipping a hairdresser and the shampoo person.
Dear Annie: Recently, my father-in-law retired. This has made my mother-in-law a different, not-so-kind person. She has always confided in me her worries about many different subjects, and I have always been honest but considerate of her very touchy emotions.
Dear Annie: My companion and I recently went to a very popular play that had no intermission. We were sitting in the first row of the balcony seats, and there was a short wooden wall in front of us to keep things from falling over the edge. But the result was that there was no room to move my feet and legs.
Dear Annie: Our beautiful 44-year-old daughter is making plans to be married for the third time.
Dear Annie: I enjoy my job, but my boss is a bit hit-or-miss. Sometimes he’s very friendly with me, whereas other times, he’s blunt and unforgiving.
Dear Annie: “Jeremy” and I have known each other for a few years and hung out as friends in group settings. Last year, he moved to my neighborhood, and we started occasionally grabbing a drink after work or carpooling to mutual friends’ things together.
Dear Annie: I'm wondering whether you could weigh in on a disagreement my wife and I have.
Dear Annie: For the past few years at our summer holiday party, a family friend has taken to inviting his own guests without my knowledge.
Dear Readers: The letter from a woman who is thinking about walking out on her 40-year marriage struck a chord, and many of you thought my suggestion of marriage counseling was the wrong advice, even though I said that if the counseling proved fruitless, she would know what to do.
Dear Annie: My husband and I both have adult kids from our prior lives.
Dear Annie: I’m hoping to adopt a small dog soon, and obviously, my apartment needs to be prepared.
Dear Annie: I’m a 74-year-old single man who has never been in circulation.
Dear Annie: The subject of intimacy involves almost everyone, especially couples, so I’m writing to you not necessarily for advice but in hopes of finding out whether other women relate at all to my observations and suggestions about intimacy.
Dear Annie: At what point does a child quit trying to have a relationship with her mother? Is it natural for a mother to have to call her firstborn every single time before she calls another child?
Would you please remind people to call and ask before they donate items to charity, animal shelters, nursing homes and thrift stores?
Dear Annie: There is an issue that has been going on for quite some time now, and I don’t know what to do.
Dear Annie: Here I am, 78 years old, heading into another New Year’s resolution. I’m hoping you will let me share my sentiments with your readers.
Dear Annie: I recently went on vacation with my mom, stepdad and siblings. We went to the river where my stepdad has been going for about 30 years.
ecently, a friend confronted me about something that I didn’t think was a big deal: Sometimes I forget to respond to texts for a while, and then I reply and say that I just saw the message.
Dear Annie: Politics took over as the main topic at our holiday dinner.
Dear Annie: I work as an editor at a publishing company. It has been difficult to find capable proofreaders.
Dear Annie: I am the mother of three boys.
Dear Annie: A friend and I enjoy shopping for clothes together. We always have fun.
Dear Annie: I have been a widow for almost 10 years.
Dear Annie: A couple with whom I have a very close relationship have recently become friends with their new neighbors.
Dear Annie: I got engaged in June 2017. My fiance and I are planning the wedding for next year, in November 2019. But I’m having some doubts about my fiance. He
Dear Annie: I have a full-time job, and I love it.
Dear Annie: A therapist recommended that I try EMDR in order to process past traumas. It sounds intriguing and fancy, but I don’t really understand what it involves.
Dear Annie: I love being a grandpa, but it seems all my fellow adults have a totally different impression of what a grandfather is supposed to be. My wife says I should be a role model and authority figure, which to me translates to being stern and official. Our daughter says essentially the same thing as her mother.
Dear Annie: Two years ago, I met a homeless man and took him in.
Dear Annie: I have a sibling who struggles with an eating disorder. I give her constant love and support and do everything I can to help her.
Dear Annie: I was recently out of town for a long weekend with some girlfriends.
For years, I’ve used ziplock bags for storing leftovers. Over the past two years, he’s insisted on buying a kind that has to be lined up perfectly to be pressed together. I hate these bags, and he knows it.
Dear Annie: I want to do therapy, but I don’t think I can afford it right now.
Dear Annie: What is the etiquette with handicapped stalls in restrooms? When I go into a public restroom and there are multiple stalls to choose from, I like to go with the handicapped one because it’s roomier.
Dear Annie: I have a tricky problem going on right now. I am married and have been for a while — 20-plus years. It’s been a typical marriage, with its ups and downs, but I’d say I’ve been fairly content and things have been pretty good.
Dear Annie: We would like your advice before there is a problem. We will be moving later this year to live with our son and his family.
Dear Annie: My sister and I grew up in a pretty troubled home.
Dear Annie: A former co-worker of my husband’s invited us to his son’s wedding. We received the usual “save the date” card one year prior to the ceremony. For the whole year, he asked us whether we would be attending every other week.
Dear Annie: My son and his wife hardly ever really clean their house.
Dear Annie: I am an active member of my small community and have served on many boards, including as an elected official.
Time for these ghouls to go haunt somewhere else.
Dear Annie: I’ve always been great at gift-giving. I enjoy giving others things that they will thoroughly enjoy.
Dear Annie: My father has late-stage Alzheimer’s and is in a nursing home.
Annie: My husband has adult children from his first wife. My new daughter-in-law has become quite vocal about jewelry items that I wear.
Several weeks ago, someone requested that I pose a question to my readers that Ann Landers asked in 1975: “If you had to do it all over again, would you have kids?”
Dear Annie: My niece, “Becky,” is getting married next month, and according to my younger brother “John,” I can’t attend the wedding because I have a beard.
Dear Annie: Ever meet someone who plays the victim and always needs a villain in her life?
Dear Annie: I live in a neighborhood with two non-state-maintained roads. One is a long, straight, steep hill with about 20 residences. My neighbor “Sally” lives in the middle of the hill. She lets her pets roam free in her yard and has toddler grandchildren.
My wife has been guarding her phone since I found out she had been texting a guy she first claimed was a childhood friend.
Dear Annie: My husband of over 30 years is a great person, successful and well-educated. I love him dearly except for one annoying thing. He draws on people’s photos in magazines and newspapers.
I am always fascinated to hear diametrically opposed yet equally valid viewpoints. Such was the case with the following two letters, which appeared in my inbox on the same day in response to “Undecided in Ohio,” who isn’t sure whether she wants kids. Read on. ...
Dear Annie: I am seeking some advice. I have a disability, and my place of employment is discriminating against me based on that disability.
Dear Annie: I am married to a man with two children from a previous marriage.