The dad's in my life....

I was thinking about father's day and how lucky my kids are to have such a great dad. He would literally do anything for them. Over the years he has been so supportive of them and always tried to take good care of them. He worries about them. He always tries to help them out if they will let him. He loves them with all his heart. He has always tried to be the best dad he knew how to be.

Steve's dad has been gone for seventeen years now. I know that Steve misses him. He was a man of few words. He was always working on something. I don't think I ever really saw him just sit and do nothing. He taught Steve to be a hard worker. He loved his grandkids. When we would go over to his house he always asked the kids if they wanted to go to Arctic Circle to get a hamburger. There were many lesson he taught Steve about being a dad and a man in general. Steve tried to learn from him and tried to be a better dad than he was.

I am so lucky that Steve was such a hard worker. He worked hard so that I could be a stay at home mom. I don't think I ever really told him how much I appreciated that. I was truly blessed to be able to stay home and raise our children. Thank you for making that possible. I don' tknow what I would do without you. I am grateful to have such a wonderful husband. I love you!

Now I watch Brady with his kids. It is crazy how fast time goes by. Brady is such a good dad. I am proud of the man he has become. I know he also works hard for his family. I love watching him play with Isabel and Ben. They are so cute together. I know that he has learned a lot of lessons from his dad too. I know that he is also trying to be a better dad than his was.

It is also fun to watch Nick with Zoey. He was so ready to have a baby. He would talk to her through Kandi's belly. He is so cute with her. He changes her diapers and swings her when she is fussy. He is making her bracelets to wear. She is a lucky girl.

When I was growing up I never knew my dad. My mom divorced him before I was born and he moved away. I never even knew what he looked like. Once in a while I would wonder if I looked like him but it really never bothered me that he was not around. I finally did meet him about fifteen years ago. I saw in the paper that a Dickson had died. I read the obituary and it was my paternal grandmother. Curiosity got the best of me and I "crashed" her viewing. I met a whole bunch of relatives that night. I did find out that I have his nose. I always blamed it on my Grandma Tracy, sorry grandma.

I do have a hard time with the whole dad thing having not grown up with one. But after years of watching my husband , his dad, Uncle Mas (he has been more of a grandpa to our family), and now my son and son-in-law I know what real dads are supposed to be like. Thanks to all the wonderful "dads" in my life. Thanks for taking such good care of all the people I love. I love you all.