my dad.

father's day. a day to honor our father's.

i am extremely blessed to have a dad that has ALWAYS loved me unconditionally. i gave my dad plenty of reasons growing up to have disowned me with my shananigans and sass mouth and i have made plenty of mistakes in my teen years and twenties to have my dad disagree with choices i have made (like marrying a musician, ha) yet this man who helped give me life has always been my side...when i was little and he took me to the bookstore and library to teach me about the love of reading...when i was in junior high and he drove me to volleyball practice at 5:45am when i was the worst morning person ever and he had to listen to me whine or prop my head up in the car to keep me awake...when i was devastated by the death of my friend my senior year in high school, when i went off to college and he packed up a bizzillion things in a truck that he thought would never fit in my tiny dorm room...when he and mom came to bring me home 2 1/2 years later in the middle of a deep severe battle with depression that caused me to quit school and move back in with them and find my way again...he let me, come home, find safety, regroup and find shelter....when i decided to move across the country to finish school a year later and "start over" he packed up a truck once again and moved my bizillion things far away from him and mom and let me go, again....when i struggled with finishing school and graduating while working, he lifted my head and cheered me on...when i found the man i wanted to spend my life with, he welcomed him and loved him as i did and accepted this love into our family...when that man decided to move us across the country to join a rock band, i am sure my dad clinched his jaw as he hugged me and helped us make that possible...mom made the drive with us with all my bizillion things, once again to the other side of the country....when our son was born, he was there....when our daughter died, he was there....my dad has always been there. no matter what choices i have made or things that i have done, he has loved me with a tender and loving kind of daddy love....there were years in my teens where we weren't as close..but i have never questioned my dad's love for me, even if he has had a hard time showing it in years past, i never questioned it. his phone calls to check on me or to hear my voice make me smile...his amazing love for my husband and my son make me proud...and to have someone cheer you on in the hardest time in your life with unconditional support and love, well- it means everything....my dad is loyal and honest and always does the right thing...he has taught me that family comes before anything and he and my mom's love has taught me how to love my own child....faith and family....and of course a cozy throw blanket. bruce will always make sure you are warm and cozy, no matter whether you are a member of our family or not...if you are in our house, you will most likely get a plate of food and a warm blanket within 20 minutes of entering our home....always wanting to make sure people are comfortable...that's my dad! i love you daddy....i am glad you are my dad. happy father's day.