Saturday, May 11, 2019
As you have heard me say so many times, "I miss you, Dad". It was In the month of September, on that 21st day in 1991, that we walked together. On that day, you gave me away. You were Dad to so many, and so easily you had become my (real) Dad too. Not by blood, it was by choice. When shit hit the fan, as it so often chose to do in such a miraculous dysfunctional big blended family, it was you that loved me and you never failed me. When I looked at you, it wasn't disappointment looking back from your eyes. I saw unconditional love, never-ending admiration, and your infamous smirk of a pure bred smart ass. For me -- by way of you, I learned the true definition of respect, and the value of hard work. I found my courage, integrity and dignity. Sometimes, I failed. You loved me anyway. You helped me become a better person, a dedicated and loyal friend, a good daughter and a better parent to Kev.
I knew when to keep my mouth shut. I learned when I could open it. Because of you, I was taught the difference.; I am forever honored to have spent so many summer days hanging out in the shop doing what we all did (working on something) and more of those winter days in the house with Mom ( working on something - just as hard) Its been a genuine privilege having you in my life. I am forever indebted to the God as we know him, for blessing me with such a wonderful Dad and to you, for making loving you so fucking easy.
I love you, Dad.