I adore both of my parents. So naturally I have to write one of these for my dad even though I am 98% positive that my dad has never read a single blog post by anyone ever in his life. Despite his terrible use of technology, he is definitely a favorite of mine.
My dad is the most hardworking person I have ever met. He came from not the greatest home situation and a pretty poor immediate family. My dad didn’t know bread was supposed to be soft until high school because they always got the free, old, stale bread from the stores – the bread that no one bought and was to be thrown out. My dad works a minimum of 70 hours a week. And I’m not talking a desk job, my dad does pretty hard labor. Most days he falls asleep in his recliner because he is too tired to make it to bed right away. The man had cancer removed and within a month he was literally begging his doctor to let him go work again. My dad’s hard work has given me the best life.
I was able to do all the sports I wanted (yes, baton twirling counts and yes it is super expensive), take private voice lessons, go to college and do so much more because of him and my mom. Not only has my dad provided for me but he has also been one of my best friends.
When I think back to being a little kid with my dad my heart gets all warm and fuzzy feeling. My mom used to work every Saturday when I was little so I got dad all to myself. I’d wake up and dad would let me help him make pancakes and my favorite part would be when he added the vanilla because he would hold the bottle out for me to smell (I do this with Wyatt now!). Almost all of my favorite memories are from our Saturdays together going to visit my great grandparents, going fishing, feeding the Elk, and just generally getting to hangout together. The coolest part is I still get that feeling whenever my dad and I hangout.
My dad happens to know everything. And if he doesn’t have an answer to a question you ask him he will make something up and sound so convincing that you can’t tell that he has no idea. From learning how to ride a bike to learning how to bake the world’s best zucchini bread – I learned it all from him.
I am not sure I could ever put into words how much I love and appreciate my dad so go listen to Just Fishin’ by Trace Adkins because it sums everything up pretty perfectly. Go give your dad a hug or a call and just let him know how much you love him because dads definitely deserve to be celebrated. Happy Father’s Day dad, love you more than you love to fish.