As Father's Day approaches, I thought it would be a good idea to dedicate this post to the wonderful men in my life.
My husband has made such an evolution. I have watched him over the course of the last five years go from being "Mr. Hip and Cool" to "Mr. Its Okay to Wear Princess Crowns and Dance Around Like a Fairy". He seems to delight in each dance and she glows as he goes through his series of made up motions anticipating the climactic lift that comes at the end of each number. Despite my hysterical laughs, each time I watch, I fall more and more in love. Despite,not having the presence of a father growing up,somehow along his journey of fatherhood,God has graced him with the wisdom and patience it takes to be a good father. I see the unconditional love glow in his eyes each time he looks at her... a love that I have been fortunate enough to know myself because of another very special man.
My father has managed, despite tragedy, to emerge stronger and wiser than I feel he ever was before and I remain amazed by him every day. Growing up, faith and religion had a strong presence in our house and it is because of him and my mother that I value the importance of creating the same household for my own child. Through the years my father has encouraged me, kept me strong when I felt broken and encouraged my fighting spirit. He has molded me into the determined person that I am today. A lot of people underestimate the power of the presence a father can have in a girl's life... it is momentous. The confidence and pride in my beauty, and who I am and what I can become has been priceless. He has taught me to believe in the impossible and that I can do anything. I want to thank my dad for making me such a well rounded woman(with gentle guidance from my mother as well) and giving me the quiet wisdom I've needed throughout some of my roughest storms.
I want to thank my husband for being a dollhouse playing, fairy dancing, backyard ball playing, turning ordinary into extraordinary kinda dad.
Happy Father's Day Guys!!
