You don’t have to work 3 jobs, but you do it for us.

You don’t have to take our son to the driving range, but you do it for him.

You don’t have to take our daughter on picnic dates in the park, but you do it for her.

You don’t have to lay in bed with our baby until he falls asleep, but you do it for our baby.

You don’t have to help with the kids while I cook, but you do it for me.

You don’t have to take our older son to run errands when it would be easier to do it alone, but you do it for you him.

You don’t have to clean the kitchen after dinner, but you do it for me.

You don’t have to leave work early for our daughter’s ballet, but you do it for her.

 

You don’t have to do your own laundry, but you do it for me.

You don’t have to sleep with our kids when they scream at night, but you do it for them.

You don’t have to watch the children while I go out with friends, but you do it for me.

You don’t have to be the most selfless human I’ll ever know, but you do it for us.

I don’t have to write these words, but I do it for you.

I know when I share this with you, you will shy away from this post because you don’t like the attention, but I don’t care. I want you to know we see what you are doing for us, and we appreciate you and admire your selflessness. Not just on Father’s Day…but every day of the year. I know I don’t show it. I know when you walk in the door I look like death. I am drained and exhausted to the bone, but I am writing this so you never forget.

You are a hero.

You are appreciated.

You are admired.

You are loved.

You are our everything.

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You are his hero.

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You are her first love.

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You are his protector.

I’m going to make this as short and sweet as possible, without too much disclosure or embarrassment. The father of my children is a one of a kind man, who is extremely quiet and modest. I’ve looked at this blank blog page for the last 3 hours (off and on, of course) typed words…erased words…typed words…erased words.

But, there is one word I didn’t erase.

Thanks.

You know what you do and who you are for this family. We know what you do and who you are for this family. And at the end of the day…that is all that matters. Your love for us, and our love for you speaks louder than any words I could ever type.

Happy Father’s Day to my best friend…her first love…and his first hero.