Its Father’s Day weekend. I am fortunate to have two men to celebrate on this day. One gave me life, the other gave me a life.
Daddy married Mom when I was just 3 years old, and took me in as if I was his very own. He didn’t have to. He could have been a step-father who I shared a home with. But he wasn’t.
He was my daddy. He gave me his name, his family, and his love. He never treated me as anything other than his daughter.
Happy Fathers Day Daddy, I love you so very much!! Thank you for loving me too.