A father's love build and builds until the day his child is born and then he explodes with love. I know this because my own dad always refers to the day I was born and the love he felt for me. It must of been real love because my mom was in labor with me for 36 hours and I was the ugliest newborn baby ever.
Aside from that, I spent mornings watching my dad get ready for work,and I have fond memories of him blasting music in our living room and dancing with us, to humming me to sleep every night as a little girl. A tune I now hum to my children.Girls especially, well... me especially... didn't make being a father any easier on my dad. I always say I am responsible for all his gray hair because of the things I have done, the boys I brought home for him to meet, and crazy life choices I was "so sure were the right ones".
Throughout it all, no matter how bad things were, or how terrified I was to tell him something, he has always stood beside me, supporting me, and helping me find a way to make things better. He has never judged me or loved me any less because of it.
My dad is a father who has gone even further than above and beyond not just for me, but for his whole family. It's his driving force in life and means more to him than anything else. I want my dad to know that he means more to me than anything else and I can't even imagine who I would be today if I didn't have his constant advice and unbelievable work ethic and love for his family. My dad doesn't just talk about life and the way things should be, he is an amazing example of what it takes to be a wonderful dad.I feel incredibly blessed and so lucky to have such an incredible dad and a strong sense of faith and family! I love you so much, Daddy! Happy Father's Day to an upstanding MAN and FATHER!!!
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