Happy Fathers' Day

Hi Dad.

  I had this mad idea to do a blog post for Fathers' Day but I was struggling to find something to say. 

Correction. I knew what I wanted to say, I just wasn't quite sure how to say it. 

But then I remembered that as I'm writing this, I'm sat on a PC that you helped me buy. 

If I lean a little to the right I can see the bathroom blinds that you put up for me. 

  In the bedroom is the bookshelf that you helped me put up. I have another bookshelf in the kitchen. You put that up too.   

 This morning I did my laundry in the washing machine that you helped me install. More than that, you were right next to me when I bought my first washer - and when the bloody thing suffered a catastrophic failure, you helped me find out what was wrong and then get it replaced. 

When I moved home, you were there.

When we go up to visit my brother and his family who does the driving? That would be you.

I've asked a lot of you over the years. Given that I am appallingly bad at anything practical, it's always been a big comfort knowing that you're on the other end of the phone to bail me out yet again. 

I think I'm wording this badly but what I'm trying to say is that big as I am, old as I am, I still need you around. Not just for the heavy lifting and the power drill but just ...being there.

 

Because you're my Dad and that's what Dads do. 

Dad, I hope I haven't made you uncomfortable but let me finish by saying...

Thank you for far too many things to list here.

Happy Fathers Day

PS. Hey little brother...did you think I'd forget that you're a dad too? 

I hope the girls made a fuss of you today because you try to be the best father you can be. 

Happy Father's day to you as well. 

That's all folks.