I was blessed with two dads. One gave me curly, dark hair, hazel eyes and an olive complexion. I’ve been told often throughout my life that I am a lot like him. Since he committed suicide when I was 9-months old, I’m never quite sure how to respond to that. Is a “thank you” really in order?
I knew a LOT of bad step-dads, but my mother finally got it right. Unfortunately, I was already grown and gone by that time, but the man she was married to for the last 25 years was literally an angel on earth.
I’ve written about him before. He is the only man I’ve ever called Dad, and I did so willingly and lovingly.
Without him, I would never have known unconditional love.
Without him, I would never have known what grace, devotion and gentle kindness look like.
Without him, I would never have witnessed someone who truly loved God and walked the walk - all the time.
Dad, I wish I had known how much I would miss you. I would have spent more time on the piano bench by your side. Heaven has enough angels. I wish we had been given more time together.
Happy Father’s Day