My Dad

After my parents' divorce when I was two years old, I only got to see Dad twice a year.  Although our time together was short, he made sure that it was quality time. 

He and I are very much alike.  I think this is why I did not always get along with Mom while I was growing up. 

Dad was present for the birth of my son.  To this day, his eyes light up whenever he talks about it.  I was glad to have him there, and it makes me happy to know it was one of the best days of his life.

Now, he is a widowed patriarch of a huge family.  When we have our get-togethers, he glows with pride and happiness to be with all of us.

He is the wisest man I have ever known.  Anyone would do well to follow his advice.

I adore my daddy!