It is weird getting older for a lot of reasons. One of the reasons that really hit home today is that the older I get, the more people I know that have lost one of their parents. This year, I almost became one of them. I do not like to think about my dad’s heart attack. Most of the time, I pretend it didn’t happen. That is easy to do, you see, because he hasn’t changed. He doesn’t have a sign on his back that says, “Near fatal heart attack survivor.” But you know, maybe he should. My dad is a miracle. I can tell you that to me losing my daddy would have been catastrophic. He has always been one of my best friends and biggest supporters. I do not think I even realized how much I depend on him until he almost wasn’t there. Every now and then I attempt to open my mind and see what it would have been like without him in my life. Not just over the past several months, but throughout my life; I think I would have been a disaster. I am so thankful that he exists and that he has chosen to take such an active roll in my life. My dad has always been the rock of my family, and I am in so blessed by the fact that he has stuck with me through all of my ups and downs, especially because I have had a lot of downs. I wish that everyone could experience the kind of relationship I have had with my father. It makes me quite sad to know that there are those out there that never had that opportunity for one reason or another. As I said before, I am incredibly blessed to have had such a wonderful man around to put up with me, raise me, and continue to be such a big part of my life.
I love you dearly, Daddy. I hope you are having a wonderful time fishing this father’s day. Know that I am so very grateful that you are still here with us. Also, know that when you get back, I expect to eat some of your catch. -Krissy