I know that Father’s Day was a while ago, but I’ve been pretty busy and this is the first time I’ve had a chance to sit down and explain why this past Father’s Day was the best one I’ve ever had.
My daughter is 16. I’ve mentioned before how close my daughter and I have always been. In the past few years we have spent far less time together than we used to, which is to be expected. She’s a teenager, she has friends, after-school activities, and work. I always think back wistfully on those times we were able to spend so much together, but I didn’t realize that she did too.
When I got woke up on Father’s Day, there were notes taped on the wall leading down the stairs:
You are such a great dad. You played two roles for a long time for me and A. You made a lot of hard choices. I love you and I don’t tell you enough.
Remember the times when we would drive to the store and end up being gone an hour because we’d just drive and talk and enjoy each other’s company?
When I was growing up I never had many friends. I didn’t need any. I had you. You were my best friend.
I know I’ve grown up and I’m not around as much, but you’re still my best friend and always will be.
I know I don’t say it enough, but I love you Dad!
In the kitchen there was this:
Some say that children are a miracle, but children are a numerous as leaves on a tree, while miracles are rare, if they exist at all. But each child is a person, an individual, each different and unique. They are 50% us in their DNA, and much more in the impression we make upon them as we raise them.
The greatest gift a child can give to a parent is their love and admiration. This is the gift my daughter gave me this part Father’s Day and it is the greatest gift I’ve ever received.
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