I love my daddy because…
1. He is the hardest worker I know. He wakes up before everyone, goes to bed after everyone and continues to go go go all day with a smile on his face.
2. he takes care of me, even though I am technically and adult, and no longer live with him. I know that if I were ever in need of anything, he would never abandon me.
3. He is kinda old (today’s his birthday doncha know!) and he’s still very in shape. He always encourages my desire to be healthier and is my example and cheerleader.
4. He knows the right amount of time to allow me to tread water, to teach me hard work and independence, but also knows the appropriate time to send out a lifesaver. Rather than throwing me into the deep end, He’s teaching me to get used to the water and learn to swim. This is greatly appreciated.
5. When I hear people say they have the best dad in the world, I can’t say anything because they just don’t know how wrong they are, after all, they’ve never had my daddy as a father. They just don’t know any better.
6. He teaches me to work for what I want, but if something financially stands in my way to progress for the time being, he will help me. Even if it’s something as stupid as staying an extra semester at school for a boy.
7. He is the perfect standard for what I want my future husband to be like. Features of my daddy like working hands, cheesy sense of humor, being fit and an infallible testimony are at the top of the checklist for potential daters. (So far, Ryan has met all of those. Including the cheesy sense of humor!)
8. He always knows what to do. If I have car trouble, school trouble, boy trouble, Emotional trouble, health trouble, money trouble, I know that he’ll know just the solution if I ask.
9. He is patient. I wasn’t always the easiest child to raise, nor the most affectionate, but he always knew just the right type of affection that worked for me. I know that no matter what I do, he will love me just the same. Not everyone can say that about their fathers. I am very blessed indeed.
10. I love my daddy because of the way he treats my momma. He’s shown me true love through his example, and has proven to me there is no reason to settle for anything less than perfect.
11. He's a devoted husband, father, and now grandfather! look at that smile, Heidi knows it too :)
12. When our dads come up in conversation with my friends, I cannot contribute because I can’t talk about my daddy without crying. I just miss him too much. No matter how old I get, I will always consider myself a “daddy’s girl”. I love him.
Okay...so I am absolutely falling apart. It is such a relief to see someone loving, respecting, appreciating and celebrating their father they way you do. So many just don't and they choose not to see the contrast between what they have and what the alternative could be. The last time I saw my daddy he was laying in a hospital bed, lovingly waiving his finger at me and saying, "Bye bye Babydoll, I'll see you later". He was to go home three days later from the hospital after more tests with his heart and kidneys and kids couldn't be there everyday. We all assumed the home he would be going back to would be the one in Sacramento. On January 26, 1988, an hour before his discharge he suffered a massive heart attack and went home for good. I was 16 years old and officially an orphan, a ward of the state of California and completely unprepared for the world we live in. Only the Lord knows why all do not have the blessings and comfort that come with having a father like your dad to look out for them, guide them and be there with a hug and an, "I love you". You are so lucky.
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