I Believe in Fathers

I Believe in Fathers

I believe in fathers. Last Sunday was father’s day and I reflected on my father.  Even though I was only 8 when my father passed away, I still have memories of him.  I remember a time I was riding on State Street with him and he had to slam on the brakes and I went flying into the dashboard.  There was no such thing as a car seat in those days.  He had tried to stick out this arm to stop me but I slammed into it pretty hard.  I was only about 5 and I really started to cry. He was so sad that I had gotten hurt and I knew he was sorry and that he loved me.  I remember another time that he woke me up asking, “Do you want to go to Disneyland?”  I remember that he seemed excited to be going to Disneyland.  Fathers are important and we should honor them and the sacrifices they have made and make for us.  I hope my children know that I love them and am proud to be their father.  I have tried to be a good example.  I am not perfect and have made some mistakes.  But I have been consistent and I was always excited to go on any trip with them.  Maybe they will remember this about me.  I enjoy being with them. I believe in FATHERS.