when i was younger, sometimes i would be embarrassed if my dad would tell me ‘i love you’ in public. why? *sigh…..i don’t know…i mean, this guy…..just the best…how could i be embarrassed?!! ………..add it to the list of times i want to go back in time and slap my former self across the face….
anyway, we came up with this saying as code: he would say: hey leagy (pronounced lee-jee) how ’bout those celtics? and i would say: how ’bout ‘em dad. and we both knew what we meant. it was awesome.
at our wedding my dad told this story in his speech (oh man..i can hardly think this/type it without tearing up!!) and at the end he said, ‘but now is not the time for that saying, now is the time for the real deal: i love you leagy!’ i mean, come on! tear-city!! ( speaking of …i am sure everyone here at the coffee shop is like, ‘why is that girl typing and crying…..all by herself….should i go over there? ….no…i’m sure she’s fine…just turn your chair away…’ or at least that’s what i would think..)
okay, so my dad. i sat down and thought long and hard about all the things i wanted to type in this. and it’s really hard to condense (*almost* cough cough) 30 years of dad-ness into one post. i mean, where to start? where to end? …………what to put in the middle?? those kinds of things….
so here’s what i will tell you: my dad set the standard for all men in my life. he was the one that all other boys and men have ever been compared to. he showed me what daily dedication to your walk with the Lord looks like. he showed me how to love people and make them feel special. he taught me all i know about basketball and baseball…which i am pretty sure secured my fate when i met paul..(“oh you like the twins…that’s nice…i used to play world series with my dad in the backyard…so yeah…i guess you could say i like the twins too.. have you ever heard of the boston celtics?”) my dad was always the dad that every little boy wanted to play sports with. he would play catch with my cousins and friends on his lunch break! who does that? he has a way with kids. he is loving and SO generous. he is HILARIOUS and my absolute favorite thing in the world is getting my dad laughing…..he is so deep-down-in-his-heart kind. just a sweet, good, hardworking father and husband.he is the reason i will sing “jesus, jesus” to my kids at bed time. and read them the chronicles of narnia…. so, when i say my dad is the best. i mean it in every sense. he is the best.
so…in the future…..when you say “oh my dad is so great!” don’t be alarmed when i respond”…..shhhhh…..honey…..shhhh….. (head pat, head pat), that’s adorable…….NO. my dad’s the best.”
but the great news is i can just save us all a bunch of time on facebook and twitter and instagram and whatever and just set the record straight…MY dad is the best. end of story.
so, daddy-o. i love you WAY more than i can express in my limited ability to type coherent sentences. i love you and respect you and am so grateful and thankful for you every. single. day. i can’t imagine my life without you!!
how ’bout those celtics?