Sunday, June 17, 2012
I always think of that silly Taylor Swift song, "Best Day" when I think about my Dad.
And now that I've grown up, and have ventured out on my own, I can say that those really were some of the best days.
I am blessed with an amazing father.
A man who has always believed in me and has always been on my side.
A man who has taught me that good things come through hard work and perseverance.
A man who has given me everything I have ever needed.
A man of incredible faith.
A man who has always encouraged me to shine.
A man that has shown me that I deserve the world and nothing less.
Around the time I was 5 years old I was learning to swim on my own. I wouldn't go into the water without my Mom or Dad first securing my "swimmies" on my arms. I had taken swim lessons and loved the water, but I still refused to do it on my own. One night during our family vacation, while we were walking back from the beach to our hotel, my Dad pushed me in the pool as we walked past it. At first my little heart was shocked, but quickly that feeling turned into joy as I realized that I was swimming all by myself.
My Dad just stood there with a smile on his face.
Because he has always seen in me first what has taken time to see myself.
You have been my greatest teacher, Dad.
And the best part is, I'm not done learning.
I've seen some of the best days with you, but I also know there are plenty more of those to come.
And I can't wait.
I love you.