Father's Day

Growing up, my father was one of the only people I could really confide in and be myself around. Even when I was a screw up or trying to figure out how to exist he was always there, quietly watching, waiting to help me or give advise when needed. He always provided more than our family needed, always trying to give us the best while teaching us to appreciate what we had. It's funny, my parents tell me we didn't have much money when I was little, I guess they were struggling like everyone else at the time. I never really noticed though. We always had clothes when we needed, we always ate SO good, we even had desert every night. I remember my dad would say every now and then that he wanted us to have MORE. I never really understood what he meant till I grew up, I just didn't feel that I missed out on anything. I hope that when my children come to me after doing something just plain wrong, that I will remember how forgiving and understanding my father was. Happy Father's Day, I love you!