I see so many people saying they have the ‘Best Dad in the world!’, but they are wrong.
My Dad, is quite literally, the kindest man I have ever known.
He has been an absolute rock to me since Jason died, and I don’t ever give him enough credit.
He has a stupid run, a nose bigger than the earth, and his time keeping is appalling. His memory is atrocious and he can’t sing a note in tune. He is awesome.
Growing up, he allowed me to make my own decisions, and didn’t judge me for making the wrong choices. He doesn’t get annoyed with me when I break down and take all of my anger and hurt out on him. Most importantly, he has allowed me to get my life back. If it all gets too much, I can rely on him to take the boys off my hands and I get space to breathe.
Thank you for supporting me throughout the hardest time in my life, G, and thank you for being a great role model for my boys.
Happy Father’s Day!