Venting + Writing = Blogging = me *not* going insane and killing you: Mom's Great Advice

Today is Father's Day. A day that some people find inferior to Mother's Day.

I disagree.

After all, if it weren't for the hard work, the wisdom, the dedication of my own dad, I know that our own family would've fallen apart a long time ago.

My husband, John, who happens to be the most terrific Daddy to our Olivia, is one of the kindest and strongest men I have ever known.

I recognize the hardships and sacrifices that John has made to be sure that Olivia and I are not only happy, but deeply loved as well.

And John isn't the only one that has suffered to make sure that his family is happy. My dad used to work long hours every weeknight so that all five of his children wanted for nothing. He usually did all of the grocery shopping as well. But, when he wheeled out the two carts full of groceries out to his car every Thursday evening, he always had a look of pride and of accomplishment on his face.

And it didn't stop there either. He would make sure that the house always was in working order. He'd be up early on Saturday morning fixing this or repairing that. He added on rooms to an already enormous house. He made sure there was a pool in the back yard for us to go swimming in. He was always straightening the stones in the driveway so pot holes wouldn't be too prevalent.

My daddy always made sure we were loved by instilling good Christian values in all of us. Moral and values that I still strive to live up to in my own family as well.

Yes, Father's Day is an important day after all.

John, in many ways, mirrors my dad.
John is kind hearted, he is compassionate, he is very loyal, and he loves his family with all of his heart and soul. When I was a child, my mom would often say, "When you marry, make sure it is someone like your dad."
I never really understood that. Not until I took her advice and married John, that is.
John is very much like my own dad. And I love him and respect him for all that he does and all that he tries to do as well.
Without the men in our lives that not only raised us, but who love us today, I fear that no woman would be complete. I know that John is the other half of me. I wouldn't be a whole person if it weren't for everything he does. I know that he loves me and that he takes his job as Olivia's father very seriously.

I try to tell him, at least once everyday, how much he means to us. That we couldn't be where we are today, if it weren't for his hard work and loyalty to us. I hope that he knows just how much we need him...

Happy Father's Day to all the men out there, to all of you who work tirelessly to provide for their families. To all of those men who come home to read to their children, to make sure their wives are doing well.

Yes, Father's Day is a very important day...