Happy Father's Day

{Me and My Dad 40+ Years Ago}

I am a really lucky girl. Really lucky.

I just so happen to have the greatest father on earth. Truly.

As a Dad, he set the standard high. Really high.

I grew up thinking that all Dads were really funny and really fun. I thought all Dads played with their kids; took their kids on outdoor outings every day of the weekend (like it or not); showed up at games and dance recitals; scheduled weekly one-on-one special times with us; and more or less dropped everything to be there when we needed him. (As an adult, I've come to realize, sadly, that this isn't true for so many.)

Unfortunately, my Dad's life was cut short --much too short.

And, I miss him terribly. There honestly isn't a day that goes by when I don't think of him.

One of the greatest parenting challenges (so far!) I face is trying to find a way to have my girls know their grandfather without ever having met him. All while making sure that we don't dwell in the past. It isn't easy.

Lucky for me,  I married a man who is a really wonderful Dad to our two girls. So my girls will grow up like me, believing that fathers are this wonderful...this special. That's the way life should be.

Happy father's day to all you wonderful fathers.