Long ago I met a man. He is the kind of man I want my sons to be. He has always comforted me when I needed to cry, held me when I needed someone and provided everything I ever needed or wanted. My dad.
He sat through dance recitals, hockey practices, band and choir concerts and Christmas pageants. He gave me my own playhouse so I could let my imagination run wild, he built bon fires, playgrounds and swing sets. He worked long hours everyday so we could have an amazing life.
He gave me memories that I will never forget. He showed me the world, we traveled to Louisiana Texas, Florida, Canada, New York, Chicago, Arkansas, Colorado, Hawaii, Guam, Palau, The Federated States of Micronesia and Indonesia.
He taught me how to be a good person, even if you don’t like someone. He showed me that working hard will take you places, that family is the most important thing in the world and memories keep us happy in the hard times. He taught me to face my fears and swim with sharks. He taught me to be independent but know who to lean on when I need to.
My dad is an amazing man and I cannot imagine my life without him. He is the strength in my family and my heart.
As we prepare for my wedding I get to see a new side of him. A side where he is vulnerable. I got to see how much I really mean to him and even though he loves my husband to be, he wishes he could still be the one I run to. Little does he know, he will always be my role model, he will always be the first man I loved.
I may be growing up and getting married but I will always need my daddy.