Some days are just too special…
The pillars of my life mum and dad.
Last Sunday saw many of us celebrate Mother’s Day. I had issues with this because I follow the British calendar for mothering Sunday so I did the whole pamper-your-mummy-day thing back in March.
Then come May, we had yet another Mother’s Day. My mum was not too happy about me being unable to pamper her again on the designated day. I have always maintained that I don’t need a special day to make my mum feel special but the shops, the adverts and people mum hangs out with have other ideas about this day. Anyway to cut a long story short I did wish mum a happy Mother’s Day and disaster was averted with some flowers and diabetic chocolate.
Right! With that out of the way I looked forward to celebrating Father’s Day this week. No don’t wrinkle your forehead like that while reading this, trying to figure out if I have been intoxicated. I don’t even know if they do botox injections here! Anyway, back to my Father’s Day! So yesterday was the REAL Father’s Day for me. It was my Dad’s birthday and for me that’s the day I celebrate my Dad’s existence in my life.
I read these motivational life-enhancing books every once in a while. I also like to read stories about angels. Most times I get goosebumps from reading peoples’ special moments. That's when I shut the book firmly and smile because the biggest blessing in my life is my Dad.
I have fallen flat on my face many times in life and nope, I am not telling of the heart-warming way of how he picked me up and all that stuff. No Siree! Dad has never taught my siblings or me to rely on anyone. He has taught us to stand up, walk tall and learn to do everything ourselves.
In my time of need I have been able to stand up again and walk tall and proud just because I knew my Dad has always been there for me. He has never interfered in my life and has always been there for me unconditionally, supported me through thick and thin and always encouraged me to reach greater heights.
Today, I am where I am in life thanks to my parents and especially my Dad. (I think Mum’s going to have a fit when she reads this so I better sort more flowers and chocolates to appease her!)
My Dad is truly my superhero and he still slays my dragons for me. Every single day when I count my blessings my Dad is on top of that list and he will always remain there. He’s an amazing man who has fought all odds and shown by example that it is very possible to get up and start walking again, literally and otherwise.
You’re my hero Dad! Happy Father’s Day to me, and a happy birthday to you.