I was born of goodly parents.
Today is Father’s Day and this is my dad.
I love my dad!
So much so, that Father’s Day ends up being a very weepy 24 hours in my world.
It seems that mere language is insufficient to adequately represent the feelings I have for my daddy. He is my truest fan, my teacher, counselor, and mentor. I love the way he loves my husband and my children unconditionally–taking the time to not just know them individually (when you have 8 son/daughter-in-laws and 30 grandkids, that’s saying A LOT) but to nurture a special relationship with each one. He has taught me to look outside myself and to “be the best I can be”. If I can one day live up to the person he sees in me, I will have achieved greatness.
Thank you Daddy!
I absolutely adore you, rough edges and all!!
Love,
Paula
