Dear Dad…

Dear Dad…

A true father is always there. He is there to spill tears of happiness when his eyes fall upon his infant daughter. He is there with arms to catch her when she takes her first steps or stumbles. He is there to teach her at the youngest age, even though she might not understand half of it. He is there to help her color inside the lines, to tie her shoes. He is there to teach her how to throw a baseball or kick a soccer ball. He is there to teach her how to float in the water in the hottub so she can gaze above at the stars. He is there to hug her and kiss her on her first days of school, and to walk her in if need be. He is there to teach her and tease her and laugh with her. He is there to tell her to go ask her mother, when her mother told her to ask him. He is there to lecture her, prepare her for the monster called high school. He is there to put up with her teenage moods and her crazy relationships. He is there to approve, disapprove, accept and forgive. He is there to give her a gorgeous flower lei when she graduates from that place called high school, to smile when her name is called and feel proud. He is there to embrace her and kiss her before she goes to live hundreds of miles away for her next life adventure with her newly married self. He is there cheering her on and crying tears of happiness as she becomes a mother herself. He is there to hold and comfort her firstborn son and he gets poked and prodded his first two weeks of life. He is there to take her second son on little adventures to cheer him up while his big brother is at school. He is there to teach those little children how to color in the lines and how to kick a soccer ball. He is there to approve, disapprove the things that will come up in those little boys lives. He is there to hold up the flood gates as his daughter faces many trials that will test her to the core. He is there to watch her grow as the lines on his face grow. But most importantly, He is always there to welcome her home, always, and let her hug him and smell the smell she remembers from childhood, the warm, protecting, comforting smell of dad. And most of all, he is always there to love her. And she is always there to love him back.



Dad …I just want to tall you how grateful I am for you. Having a dad like you is one of the greatest blessings in my life. I am so blessed to be one of your amazing children. I am very blessed to be able to call you my dad. Thank you for always being there for me. You have been the rock that has held me up and I hope you know what an amazing dad you are. Happy fathers day daddy!! I love you lots and lots!:)



Your daughter

shauna