My Dad

This is a picture of my Dad, he's one of the best people I know. I think he's amazing!

As a kid growing up, my dad worked allot of funky shifts. He wasn't around as much as he wanted to be, but I never doubted how much he loved me, my mom and my sister and brothers. He has always been devoted to our family, even when things got difficult.

When I was in about 6th grade my dad when back to school, to get his teaching certificate. If someone were to ask me to describe my dad, I would have to say that he's a teacher. My Dad is one of those people fortunate enough to find something that he does well and loves and turned it into a career. Growing up I always remember that my dad's calling in church was Gospel Doctrine Teacher. I remember having people comment on what a great teacher my Dad is. I remember feeling so proud of him. My Dad finished school and started teaching 6th grade. He spend the next 15 years or so teaching elementary school.

I just got off the phone with Dad, he's concerned about my upcoming surgery. He called and wanted as much information about the procedure as possible. I thought that this was very sweet since Dad's not feeling to well lately himself.

Growing up over the years, I turned into a Daddy's Girl. My Dad turned into a trusted friend, I've told Greg that I hope he and our girls can have a tight bond like I do for my Dad. One thing about my dad is that he has never put up with all my crap. He's the first to tell me I've done a good job, but he's also the first one to tell me to get over myself and to stop acting like such an idiot. I guess the thing I love about my Dad is that he sees me for who I am, and what I can become. He tells me to stop my bad behavior and is my biggest cheerleader when I do something great.

I talk to my Dad almost everyday. I call to see how he's doing. My dad's illness (Primary Schlerosing Colongitis (sp?)) has changed so many things for our family. But it hasn't changed how I feel about my Dad. My Dad is my hero!! Who's yours?