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For My Dad

July 5, 2011

      When I look back at my childhood, I have only very good memories.  The childhood that I was given is the childhood I try to encourage through my blog each and every day.  I had a Mom who was able to stay at home and because of this I was free to play and play and play; and thoroughly enjoy my childhood.  I was blessed with love and stability.  My childhood was filled with fun, creativity and my own adventures.  Today I want to honor and thank my father who worked so hard to give me the carefree life I so enjoyed.

     My father always had wonderful stories to tell of the days when he was young.  I thought they were wonderful stories of a wonderful childhood.  My father will tell you that it was a wonderful childhood.  But today as an adult I know that there were trials that he overcame so that he could offer his children so much more.

     My father’s parents divorced when he was very young.  This was at a time when divorce was rare.  His mom worked in the factory during WWII as a “Rosie the Riveter.”  So my dad had to live with relatives and although he enjoyed his extended family, his father was absent and he rarely saw his mother. When he did live with his mom, they lived in what he now knows were, ”the projects.”

     This is not the life my father gave to me.  My memories are of a wonderful home in a subdivision with a swing set and above ground pool.  We spent days playing dodge ball and tag, building forts and swimming, and nights we spent playing hide and seek and camping in the back yard.  We played “monsters,” a game similar to hide and seek, but my Dad was the monster.  If we hid he would find us a scare us to death.  If he hid, we would find him and he would scare us to death.  We loved that game!  We had countless neighborhood friends always available to play with and family vacations were wonderful times to wonderful destinations.

     My father paid the price to offer us so much more than he had.  We seemed to be a typical family of the 60’s and 70’s but my life was not typical to me, it was extraordinary.

     Thank you Dad for my childhood.  Thank you that you gave me a standard by which to guide my own parenting.  Thank you for all you gave and all you sacrificed so that my life now is filled with joyous memories of a well lived childhood.  And it is because of you, your love and devotion to our family that I now write and encourage many other families to find that special time with their own families.

Happy Birthday Dad.  I love you and I honor you for a life well lived.


4 Comments leave one →
  1. Lou Kaufmann permalink
    July 5, 2011 4:23 pm


    Thank you from the bottom of my heart for one of the most memorable “gifts” on my birthday.


  2. July 5, 2011 4:37 pm

    Debbie so enjoyed reading this today. Haveing met your dad it was good to read it. I had such a love for my dad and it made me think of the times he did without so I could have a spechal time. So as you know our life was not full of play but full of work. But we still had love from daddy. Jody

    • July 5, 2011 10:39 pm

      What an incredible blessing fathers are! Quite often they are the silent giving warriors of our homes. They often do not recieve the honor that is due them. Thank God for our fathers!

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