The older I get, the more I realize the value of the father I had. There are far too many people who have not been blessed with the guidance and love of a dad. Many people don’t know that my dad is not my biological father. I tell you this today in honor of the man who chose my mother. Who chose me. He has been in my life since I was two, I have no memories without him. He and my mother created a family. I am deeply humbled with gratitude at the sacrifices this man has made for me every year of my life.
He was the dad who bid the highest on his little girls cake at an auction, built her a tree house to climb and dream among the leaves, to work so she could have a canopy bed, who built her toys, and did his best to parent me along with my mother.
When times were fun, he made me laugh. When times were hard, he was determined to not let me slip.When I faced forks in the road, he let me choose and was there to let me learn life lessons the hard way, and sill love me at the end. As an adult I have surely still exasperated him, made him laugh, hopefully brought him the joy and pride he deserves. My dad taught me the value of hard work, loyalty, inner strength, and committment.
Not a day goes by that I am not thankful for the man who chose to be my father. He is mine and I am his. Happy Father’s Day.