One day I’ll write a story to tell the world about you. I’ll tell of the joys and sorrows, the sacrifices and hard work. I’ll tell of my many fond childhood memories and how as a child I thought there was nothing my daddy couldn’t fix or didn’t attempt to repair. I’ll tell of how my mother reminded us in even in the bad times, “you were still our daddy”. I’ll tell of how now in this season of my life I not only have a daddy, but I’ve got a best friend. One who takes times to hear my cries, encourages, and shares a laugh. I’ll share that I’m who I am, because you are my daddy. My daddy is not a perfect dad, but he’s My Daddy and I Love Him, Oh, Yes I Do!
