First, I apologize that I couldn't conjure a better title than this. But I am trying.
My pal, Rick posted on Thanksgiving today, and I was inspired to shamelessly copy him, rather than be original or creative.
Today I went to my children's school to watch one of my daughters give a presentation in her Gifted & Talented class. It was great, of course (proud parent to the core). I was sitting there, watching my daughter and her peers do their thing, and I began to flashback to when she was just a baby and sort of "watched" her grow up again in my memories to today.
I am so thankful that I have been able to be at just about every major event in my children's lives. Moreover, they have been there for mine, too. Furthermore, I am thankful that they still want me there. I am greatly blessed with phenomenal children. They are my heart, and my raison d'etre.
For as long as I can remember, I wanted to be a Daddy. I can honestly say that I would do anything for my children, and that I wouldn't trade anything for our time together.
If by chance any of them ever reads my pathetic little blog, I hope they see how much their Daddy loves and treasures them. Always.
Thank you for letting me be your Daddy, and I hope I always make you as proud as you make me.