Today I went home to celebrate a wonderful dad. I know everyone says that their father is THE BEST but really, I think I found THE ABSOLUTE BEST. And here’s why.
See, there’s a special story behind my dad that many do not know. By looking at the two of us, you would think it’s a match; DNA match that is. Blonde hair, blue eyes, kind of tall. The two of us standing side by side you’d think he’s been there since the very beginning. Technically he hasn’t but in my eyes, he was there for the new beginning.
He was there when things didn’t work out with my biological father and my mom started fresh. She was a young, broke, single mother of two, but he didn’t mind. For as long as I can remember, he was there. And treating me like his own.
Today I stop and look back at all the memories I have with this guy. A1 and sprinkles, rides in the back of his pick-ups, watching him march in the annual fireman’s parade, summers camping, teaching me how to mow the lawn, and helping me with my math homework. As I got older he taught me how to drive, stayed up countless nights in his chair or left the light on for my late return, helped move me into my first college dorm room and helped me move into my first apartment. I ask and he’s there. But more importantly, I don’t have to ask and he’s always there.
I shared with him today that while I was camping this last week, we decided to cook hotdogs over the fire. I of course collected the perfect hotdog stick and began to shape it using the only steak knife I had brought along. These exact words escaped my mouth, “I wish I had a pocket knife right now. Oh goodness, did I just say that? My dad would be so proud.” My dad laughed, opened his gift and before I knew it, was upstairs. And when he returned, he handed me this.
I can honestly say that I wouldn’t be the person I am without this man in my life. My mom did a pretty swell job herself, but together, they helped form this gem. I was glad I had the opportunity to spend the day with him and look forward to the many years ahead of us. Happy Father’s Day, Bill!