Happy birthday Dad!
Today my father turns 51. You wouldn’t know it by looking at him, but he born more than a half-century ago. Both he and my mom have aged remarkably well.
Yesterday, I worked on a special project for him. I ordered him a present but it has not come in yet, so I had to do something besides call him and wish him a happy birthday.
I decided to go through the photos I had on my computer and online and make him a sort of slideshow, with reasons why I love him and why he is a great dad.
I put it to music, but I guess that didn’t go through when I sent it to him. It was set to “Brown-eyed Girl,” because I’m his little brown-eyed girl.
My dad is a great man. He is a little on the quieter side like me, but when he has something to say you better listen up. He has wise ideas and shares them in a wise manner.
My dad has always been a hard worker, and he has put in more than 60 hours per week for as long as I can remember. Yet, somehow, he always made it to my dance recitals, my choir concerts, my softball games, my basketball games, the games I cheered at.
Even though I don’t live anywhere near home anymore, he is still my go-to guy for car problems. I either call him and see if he can diagnose the problem by me imitating the odd noises my old Grand Am GT makes or wait until he visits. Whenever he comes or I go home, he always takes the time to change my oil or fix something that has gone wrong on my old baby.
My dad is strong, smart, generous, caring, wise, handsome and just a plain wonderful man. I’m so glad that my parents found each other and have stayed together for so long. They are a great pair and I’m so lucky to have both of them.
So dad, happy birthday. As they say, anyone can be a father, but not everyone can be a dad. And you’re even better. You’re the best daddy a girl could ever ask for!