My father passed away when I was eighteen. Within the last years of his life, I remember his determination to fight cancer. He lived each day with a reborn faith in God. One that I never understood until my mother took ill.
Though he’s not here today, so many times I have heard his voice saying, “I told you so.” Why is it we never realize our parents were right until we are adults? I’d love to go back and kick my 18 year old self and most of all to tell my Father, I’m sorry. But there is no going back. You can not change what has been done and time missed.
Now that I’m a grown woman with children of my own, I see my father in a different light then I did when I was a teen.
If there a reason for me to smile today, it is for the memory of a strong man- one who wanted the best for me- the man who gave me life. I love you Dad.
While my Father gave me life- my husband saved my life. If it were not for my husband I don’t think I would be here writing this blog post today. I cannot picture my life without Shawn in it. He’s a wonderful husband and a loving father.
Some women are blessed with the love of one good man- I have been blessed with having the love of two loving men in my life.
To my male readership who are fathers, I wish you a Happy Father’s Day!
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