Today was another great day at Center Pointe!! I love that Church and I don't think I will ever get tired of saying that! It was really cool to see and hear the guys up there singing : ) But it did feel really weird not to be at CP with Scott. After Church the kids and I came home and baked a cake for daddy!! Well I ended up burning the cake, and didn't have time to make another one before I had to go pick up Scott. My mom came to the rescue and baked a new cake for him!
Since today is fathers day, I wanted to talk about my dad. I don't think there is anyone on this earth that could come close to being as awesome as he is! My parents divorced when I was three years old. My sisters and I came to live with my dad when I was 5. My mom lived in Kentucky and wasn't around a lot. Mostly because she didn't have a car or a licence. My dad never remarried or even attempted to date. He was content on just having "his girls". For most of our childhood he worked 2 at one time 3 jobs to support us, never once complaining. He loved us unconditionally. My dad sacrificed many things for us, but I think the one thing that did bother him was the lack of time he got to spend with us. My dad finally went back to school still working the two jobs and earned a degree in which lead him to get a better job. One that he didn't have two work to jobs to keep. I still see in him the sacrifices he made for us daily when we were kids and sometimes even today. One of the hardest things I had to forgive myself for was the way I treated my dad when I was a teenager. I was running with the wrong crowd and treated him so badly. He never stopped loving me, never once gave up home on me, and most importantly to me he never turned his back. The worse I got the more he attempted to prove to me how much he loved me and my sisters. My dad had a minor heart attack when I was 17. I think that was the starting point of changing the way I treated my dad. I felt like it was my fault that my dad had the heart attack, mostly because my aunt (my dad's sister) made sure to tell me it would be my fault if he died after smacking me in the face. That was my wake up call. I call my dad every day just to tell him I love him. I'm not afraid or embarrassed to tell him how proud I am of him or how much the sacrifices he made for me, Lorna and Nichole mean to me. Here is a letter I wrote to my dad the day I got married.
Since today is fathers day, I wanted to talk about my dad. I don't think there is anyone on this earth that could come close to being as awesome as he is! My parents divorced when I was three years old. My sisters and I came to live with my dad when I was 5. My mom lived in Kentucky and wasn't around a lot. Mostly because she didn't have a car or a licence. My dad never remarried or even attempted to date. He was content on just having "his girls". For most of our childhood he worked 2 at one time 3 jobs to support us, never once complaining. He loved us unconditionally. My dad sacrificed many things for us, but I think the one thing that did bother him was the lack of time he got to spend with us. My dad finally went back to school still working the two jobs and earned a degree in which lead him to get a better job. One that he didn't have two work to jobs to keep. I still see in him the sacrifices he made for us daily when we were kids and sometimes even today. One of the hardest things I had to forgive myself for was the way I treated my dad when I was a teenager. I was running with the wrong crowd and treated him so badly. He never stopped loving me, never once gave up home on me, and most importantly to me he never turned his back. The worse I got the more he attempted to prove to me how much he loved me and my sisters. My dad had a minor heart attack when I was 17. I think that was the starting point of changing the way I treated my dad. I felt like it was my fault that my dad had the heart attack, mostly because my aunt (my dad's sister) made sure to tell me it would be my fault if he died after smacking me in the face. That was my wake up call. I call my dad every day just to tell him I love him. I'm not afraid or embarrassed to tell him how proud I am of him or how much the sacrifices he made for me, Lorna and Nichole mean to me. Here is a letter I wrote to my dad the day I got married.
Dad
There are no words to express how grateful and lucky I have been to have you by my side. No matter what life has thrown my way you have always been there to love me and support me. You have helped me grow into the person I am today, with out you I would not have been able to accomplish the success that I have. You have been more than a father to me, even more than words can express. Dad a father is someone who makes a baby, but a daddy is someone truly special. A dad is nurturing, supportive, understanding, loving and encouraging. You have not only been all these, but YOU have been a true guiding light. You always kept my tunnel lit and made sure I made it to the end. You taught me to lead a of life of love and family. You taught me to always be understanding , graceful and kindhearted. I could only ask God that our children admire Scott and I as I do you. You have truly been my hero growing up and still today.
I love you Dad and I thank God every day for you.
Diana
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