I almost let the day get away without me wishing my sweet Dad a happy birthday here on the blog. Today Jude and I took him some birthday flowers up to his office. I was happy to see that his office was all decorated by the nurses.
Dad, you are the best. I cannot imagine a more patient, loving, and understanding parent than you. You are so special and wonderful. I hope that you have had a fabulous day, and that you know how much we love you.
I admire your sense of humor and the way you tell a story. I remember laying in bed as a little girl and begging you to tell me a story about when you were young. Like about Blackie the RaceHorse/Chicken. You promised me once that you would always buy me books as long as I would read them, and I respected that.
But more than anything, you are a godly daddy and husband, and that is what sets you apart. My whole life, you have told me that I am special and the only one of my kind, but the truth is, Dad, that you are the special one. You are a one of a kind.
xoxo,
R
p.s. – have we seen the brain lately?
