Monday, May 21, 2012

Yes, I'm a daddy's girl.

Everyone that knows me, knows that I'm a daddy's girl.  Always have been, and always will be.  Now don't get me wrong, I'm blessed beyond measure with a wonderful (crazy) and loving (crazy) mother.  It's ok, she loves my brother best anyway, so it works out.  :)

I've been overly emotional lately, and I know it's because of the medication.  But some of it, can also be attributed to getting older and watching life fly by.  Tomorrow is my dad's birthday, and every year, I struggle with figuring out what to get him.  He's the type of man, that doesn't want anything, and he has everything he wants.  So, I figured this year, since I'm writing this blog, I'll let not only him, but everyone else, know how special this man is to me.  Hold on, let me grab the tissues.

Mom and dad divorced when I was 2.  They battled for me, 4 times in court, every time dad lost.  Well, once he won temporary custody, and mom stole me, and took off for Wichita Falls.  Then, when she brought me back, she still won custody.  The point of this is, he never gave up.  He fought for me and so did she.  How loved was I?  ( Now they could have just been trying to win, but I'll chalk it up to Love)

Mom never kept me from dad, but we had the standard custody arrangements.  Every other weekend and 6 weeks in the summer.  I don't remember much of my childhood, because, well it was childhood.  But he was a part of my life.  He worked his butt off to provide for his new family as well as take care of me.

My dad is the strongest guy I know.  Probably another reason, I'm still single.  No one compares to him.  He tells me I deserve better, and I believe him.  He is honest, he doesn't lie to me.  Not even when what he has to say, might hurt me.  He just says it.  He's pushed me to believe in myself more.  He's loved me, when I felt broken.  He knows when to back off and let me be, and he knows when to get in my face, and tell me to "man up".

He has not had an easy life, but he has never given up.  Sometimes, he might rest, but he eventually gets back up.  He is a force.  He and I can butt heads like nothing you have ever seen.  And it's happened a couple of times.  But, we always manage to let the hurt go, and just continue on.

Dad, you are my rock and my best friend.  I don't care what anyone ever has to say about you, because I know the real you.  I'll always have your back.

I would not be the woman I am today, had I not always known your love for me.  It's changed through the years, and I appreciate you more everyday.  Thank you for all your advice and nagging.  Happy Birthday Dad, Daddio, Daddy.