Friday, February 1, 2008

My Daddy








I have been thinking of my Dad a lot lately. He is the best father in the world. My Dad always believes in me. I don't know why, since I fail so many stinking times...

One of the most amazing things about my dad is that he thinks I am smart. When I was growing up I was the LEAST smart of my siblings.

We went to a little Christian school that really wasn't that academically advanced. It wasn't that hard to get good grades, but I never did. My brother and sister always got all A's. I would come home with my terrible report cards of C's and maybe even a D in Math and my Dad would always be so proud of me. Of course Betsy and Johnny would say I was stupid and my Dad would always stick up for me and say that I was doing great because I was doing my best. He never made me feel bad because I wasn't as smart as my siblings!

Even now that I am old, he still thinks I am great. My brother and sister have impressive incomes and my social work income is not impressive ($31,000) to many people, but my Dad thinks I have a great job. My Dad thinks I am great because I am a social worker. He never tells me to be something different so I can make more money. He loves that I help people. I think I help people because my Daddy always helped me and believed in me. My Dad is like his Mom who was the kindest, most loving, most giving human to ever walk on this earth. I am so glad he is mine.
I am so very thankful to have a dad like I have. He let me bring home Kaishon when he was a tiny baby. He helped provide for us when I got sick. He worries about me whenever I am tired or sick. I know that if anything ever happens to me he will make sure Kaishon is well taken care of. My Daddy loves me unconditionally all the time. I am so glad God gave me him.
I love that my Dad talks to people wherever he goes. He makes conversations with the check out ladies at the grocery store. He is such a friendly man. It's hard not to love him.

How come of all the great Dad's in the world, God gave me the best one?

As I write this tears are falling out of my eyes. I just love him so much. I am glad to be his daughter. Being his daughter is one of the greatest joys in my life. I love you, Daddy.

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