What It Means to Be a Father

I'm estranged from my own father. I haven't spoken to him in more than a decade. I haven't wanted to. There hasn't been a day in those last ten years where I've felt like I was missing out on anything. It's funny looking back on it, because in my opinion, it happened gradually, that is my not wanting to be involved in my father's life. I never felt much of a connection to him. I can count the number of times on one hand I actually called him "dad". "Dad"? It's such a weird thing for me to think of calling him.