When I was a little girl I thought I was Daddy’s favorite. Imagine my surprise when many, many years later, at my dad’s 60th birthday party, I heard my own sister stand up and reminisce to the crowd of family and friends how SHE was Daddy’s girl! Say what!! Well, my dad must have been a talented man to have both his daughters believing they were his favorite. With Father’s Day almost here, I hope you remember your dad with fond thoughts.
At one time I thought my dad was perfect, like a god. As I grew older there came a disappointing day when I realized he was not. No father, or mother, can be perfect. They can only love and grow their children the best they are able. In some cases, they are not very able and their children hopefully come to that realization and understand that their parents’ behavior is not a reflection of the child. How tragic and how common it is to believe that there is something wrong with us if our parents don’t love us enough or treat us well. Our parents love us in the way they know how, as near perfect or as very imperfect as that may be. Father’s Day is a time to honor what our fathers ARE able to be for us. I am thankful to have been blessed with a daddy who was VERY able.
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