One of the things I have been sad to see at college is the number of my peers who don't get along well with their fathers. The reasons vary wildly, but I find them universally saddening.
I am blessed to not have that problem. Dad and I have gotten along smashingly for as long as I can remember, and I am pleased to count him as one of my best friends, in addition to being my dad.
I owe much of who I am to his influence, from the little things like spoken mannerisms to big things like my moral compass. I hope someday to be able to truly live up to his example.
He is brilliant, kind-hearted, talented, personable, and all around good man that I am proud to call father and friend.
Thanks Dad. I love you.
And I love you too! Thanks - you made me blush. It's been a pleasure growing up with you.
ReplyDeleteThis comment has been removed by a blog administrator.
ReplyDelete