Happy Father’s Day to the only dad one known in my life. I’ve written about him before. He’s the best and no matter where he is in his life, I love him so very much. Yesterday I wrote about being behind in English and having to work harder then anybody else. My dad he helped me write all my English essays. He never gave up believing that I would become who I wanted to be in my life .
B is not my dad from birth but we all know that you don’t have to be a blood relative to be a father. I always dreamed of having a dad who loved me for who I am. Who protected me when I needed protection. He took in two children that he didn’t even know and helped shaped us who we are today. He was always there and had the best advice when you needed it.
As years went on he developed dementia and I treasure the times I spent with him helping my mom with respite care. We bonded even more and had fun together. Even now yes he doesn’t remember my name but his face lights up and gives me the biggest hugs. The toughest thing for me and my family is watching dementia take a man who ran a crew of people and managed all the food at BC Ferries by himself.
Thank you for being the dad a girl could dream of. You are one of the best parts of my life and I wouldn’t trade them for anything. Know that no matter what is happening in your life that your are loved so much by my brother and I and your family . I’m lucky to have found this amazing man. Happy Father’s Day B. ❤️
Beauty from Ashes. 