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It didn't even cross my mind to write a Father's Day entry. It's just another day. I was out on Sat. eve. Didn't come home. Had to work Sunday afternoon. Came home at 8pm. Gave him his card and present and went on like normal...sitting at my computer and then went to bed.
Not once did it cross my mind how good a father he is, and always has been. He knows how to do everything. He cooks, cleans, builds, tears down. He has been very successful in his lifetime even though he never graduated from high school. He is the most patient person I know. He puts up with so much shit from my mother and he has put up with so much from me. I am not saying that I was a bad kid. Not at all. But I have my moments. Being rude. And he takes it. Although, he's not a pushover. He tells me he's not impressed but he doesn't get mad. He gives me that look and I know to stop. I have only TWICE in my lifetime seen him blow up. Both times he startled me because he yelled at me and I had never seen him get mad. He will fix anything you need fixing, put your new bike together, hang a picture frame, get that huge spider on the wall with a kleenex (even if he does chase you with it to make you scream STOP). He has been nothing but supportive in anything I've ever done. He tells me he is proud of me. I still kiss him goodnite.
And so on that note, I will say Happy (belated) Father's Day to my dad. The best dad in the world. It's too bad that it took entries like this and especially THIS to really think about it and realize how lucky I really am.
I LOVE YOU DAD. xoxox.