Father's Day

Father's day is something very special. It is even more so , now that my dad has passed away. We grow up loving our dads so very much. I think this is more true for little girls. When we are small we love them deary, as we get older we try to please them, then we end up taking care of them. But this is what love is all about, " Making the Sacrifice". They made plenty of them for me.
As I have gotten older and lost both of my parents and my life has changed in other way, I realize that when you truly, truly love someone ......you put their happiness above your own and make those sacrifices.
My dad..........oh my. He was a piece of work. Hard when he needed to be, which was lots of times, but you just knew he loved you. He never told me growing up that he loved me. Think this is so hard on children, but I still knew. Then my mama passed away, this strong man I had known was lost, hurt, and depending on me. I took care of him and would do it all again . I loved him and this made his needs from me more important than my life. I knew it wouldn't be forever, so I gave him my all.
Not long after my mama died my daddy, out of the blue called and told me he was going to see a friend of his. This was a shock to me, since he was 82, but I was happy. He had heard from an ole high school sweetheart. They were so funny but I was happy he had someone. He was like a kid, had a new spark in life. I knew I had to make the sacrifice and get out of his way for whatever happiness he found, it was hard but .......I wanted it for him.
Sad but she got ill and he was alone again.
So the last 6 years of his life.......were also my life. Taking care of him was my pleasure. He knew I was here for him, that I would drop everything when he needed me.
So daddy..............I love you.............and was more than willing to make the sacrifice for you to be happy. He knew this because................he finally told me just how much he loved ME.