I realized on Sunday there has always been one constant in my life. One person I can say that at every single moment was within reach - my Dad. He is selfless and has always done whatever it takes to know that his children are what matters. He doesn’t even have to say it, but I know he loves me from every fiber of his being.
When he was, let’s say, surprised to find out he was going to be a daddy at the age of 18, he took on the task wholeheartedly. Seven years later, when it was realized his marriage wasn’t going to work, he was disappointed that his two daughters wanted to live with their mother. However, he never missed a weekend with us, even when my mother moved an hour away from him. One afternoon, around the age of ten, I called my father to let him know I wanted to come live with him – he was there that very afternoon to pick us up!
I don’t remember him being around much during the week at first, working well over the 40-hour schedule, not to mention taking the later shifts. This was all so he could provide for his family. Sure he yelled now and then, but who doesn’t? His bark is way worse than his bite…even if he does have a really loud bark.
The kicker is his fabulous sense of humor with a side of sarcasm that is unsurpassed by anyone. One of my favorite compliments from my kids is “you sound just like Grandpa” when any of his signature phrases escape my lips. My siblings and I are seriously considering trademarking some of them, so I’ll get back to you on the ones I can part with. Once my brother and sister get over the fact I’m his favorite, the book will be underway.
So, to my dearest Dad, I thank you for all you have sacrificed, all you have taught me - like how to color beautifully with crayons, change a tire, or start my car with a screwdriver if need be - and for always being there when I need you (except that one time you left your phone at work and I had to rely on myself to figure out where that sound was coming from on the car).
My love for you is beyond words.
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