…with the same man for 48 years now. Our relationship has been one full of ups & downs, as are most relationships. But this man has always been there for me no matter the up or the down. He is my first love and will be the man that I measure all others against. This man is my father. Today is his birthday. He is celebrating 70 years of life today. Well actually, the party is not til the weekend but you get what I mean. (I’m sad that I won’t be there)
My Dad… I couldn’t not have scored any better a man. He’s one of the few people who understands me, mostly. And what he doesn’t understand, he doesn’t judge. He’s done his best to learn about me by listening to me without judging, without interrupting, with ears wide open. And his heart too. I’m sure I haven’t been the easiest person all these years. I’ve had my times of mystery…those times that disappointed others. I’ve scared him, I’ve angered him, and I’ve frustrated him. But his love never changes. No matter how bad something was, I was always able to talk to him without fear of losing his love.
Dad has taught me some great lessons in life. He has shared his wisdom with me. He has shown me that it’s better to live with curiosity than with restraint… he taught me to see the world in a different way. Every now and then I make a statement in conversation and it hits me…that was one of Dad’s nuggets. I like that those nuggets have stayed with me. When I look at my photos I see my Dad in many of them. His eye… his talent… his encouragement.
Happy Birthday Dad! I love you more than I can ever say.