Fathers are celebrated once a year. I celebrate mine everyday..in my heart. It's not a hard thing to do. It's almost spontaneous. Each time I remember him, which often I do, heart celebration follows. But I wonder if he knows this. Perhaps I need to let him know.
I was in my teen years when I slipped this note in his pocket one day when he was about to go to work.
I've said the same words to him on my wedding day. Perhaps, he needs to hear them again today.
It may become cliche someday but what better way to affirm a father than to tell him he's what God wanted fathers to be?
Read more of my celebration here.