My Dad

So Father's Day is almost upon us. And of course, I've been thinking about my dad. And what a wonderful father he is.

Last night we were on the phone. I know he's having a hard time right now. He's working too much, and it's not what his first choice would be. He does heavy manual labor and works long hours. He's very very tired, I'm sure. But he still takes the time to listen. And so when I expressed some concerns over not having a job and such and why my bff has to have such a hard life and all that, he said, "Well, you haven't had the easiest row to hoe yourself."

And isn't it just nice when someone sees that? I mean, I don't want pity from others. Just maybe some understanding. I think that sometimes people look down on me or judge me. Maybe that's true and maybe that is not true. But knowing that the people who matter most in life can see that you have some hard crosses to bear, well, it is just nice. It made me feel like I wasn't so all alone in this great big world. It makes it easier to cope. And of course, he then offered advice and encouragement. Words of faith and hope.

It was especially nice coming from my dad.

He's a great man for many reasons. But there is one that sticks out most to me. His integrity. He knows what is right and does it. I've always admired that about him...that I could trust that he would be honest. That he would give an honest days work and then some. I just know that he'll pull through because he does that. He always has. I'm very grateful that he is my dad.

One day I'll grow old and he'll be gone. That will be a sad day. Because I love him, I do.

And thank heavens for eternal families...that I am a part of one...that my dad believes in them. Oh, I am blessed!