WARNING…I cried writing this…you might cry reading it.
I am very lucky to have you for a father.
You did more than other dads. You worked all night, came home exhausted but still drove us to school and mom to work. You were always there, we came first your needs always last.
When my sister and I were little, you always changed our diapers, dressed us, bathed us, never made excuses as to that being a women’s job. You were a there for us and took part in our lives.
We watched you cook and clean. We watched you take pride in your family and always keep us safe.
As I grew older, you were still always there. Whether to drive with me to a job interview in an unfamiliar city, make sure my car was safe to drive, take me on a test run so I would know how to drive there, or come up whenever something needed to be installed, repaired, or fixed.
Sure you yelled at me, I yelled back, I get my irrational behavior, stubbornness, and snarkiness from you. But I also got love, support, respect, and safety.
Now you are a grandfather to my son. Once again you are always there. Whether it was to come up and watch him when he was terribly sick, but Tony and I had to work. Whether it was to come with me when I had to bring him to the hospital at night. Whether it’s to drive to our place early in the morning and bring Dino to daycare at his normal time instead of at 6:30 in the morning.
Once again you never shied away from changing diapers, caring for him when he was sick, or just hanging out with him.
Dino loves his PopPop, you are his buddy and knows he can count on you. It brings me great joy to know he has you in his life.
As you get older I worry. You need to take good care of yourself. You need to make sure you are around for us and for Dino. He needs you to be his pal for many years to come and I need my Dad.
Love you Dad.
What would your ‘Dear Dad’ letter say?