My dad has changed my life forever. When I think of the woman I might be had he never entered my life, it overwhelms me with gratitude. He doesn’t know, but I thank God for him every day of my life. What he also doesn’t know, is that I pray each day that my God keeps him healthy…and makes him live…forever. (I know, God. I have high demands.)
I always felt so lucky, because he didn’t have to be my dad. He chose to be. I’ve never had to doubt his love. I’ve never wondered if someone would do anything for me. My dad loves me the way God intended a father to love a daughter. My dad thinks I’m something to be treasured. Even though we joke a lot, I know he loves me more deeply than he might ever love anyone.
When I think about my biological father, I sometimes feel sick to my stomach. I feel bad for him, because he may never encounter the kind of love I have with my real dad…the one who chose to be my dad. I don’t even know if my dad knows…but if something were to happen to him, it would break my heart. It would kill me. It would change the core of who I am as a woman. He is such an incredible man…and I can’t even picture my life without him in it.
Because of this, I often ask God to surround my dad with love and safety. My life isn’t perfect. On paper, it might even seem chaotic at times. But I sometimes wonder how I got so lucky. Why did I get a second chance at life? This may sound silly to you, but let me explain.
Countless girls have had their fathers taken away from them. Death, divorce, or choice…some fathers are never present. Life is about choices. My biological father chose not to be in my life. However-I got a second chance. My real dad chose to be my father. He combed my hair and picked out my outfits for me from the first month he was my dad. He drove me to school. He never missed a crappy theater or choir performance. He lifted me onto his shoulders and reminded me daily that I was the most important woman in the whole world.
So many women never have a man in their lives to set the bar. Girls seek love in all the wrong places because they never had an incredible father truly show them that the standard has been set. My dad never let me go a day thinking that I was inadequate. I sometimes put him through teenage hell, and he still reminded me that I was worthy of respect.
My dad has worked so hard to provide that he has worked himself into the ground. He works more than any man I’ve ever known (especially for his age). His family has a history of heart attacks…which has worried me for years. He had a stress test last Friday…which he failed. My dad is so incredible….and he deserves heaven on earth for what he’s done for me and my family. Soon, he will be going in for more testing. My greatest wish is that someday I’m successful enough to let my dad stop working. He is a true angel…and he deserves more blessings than I can even imagine.