Man of Courage

Sometimes it is easy to let our fear of telling the truth interfere with the telling of it. Sometimes we worry so much about what others are thinking that we try to stop thinking something.  Well, today is Father's Day and that makes this the best day to say this.

Out there is a man of courage who was one long before the call was made. He was the one who stayed when things went south. He was the one that kissed his children, tucked them into bed, and told them that he and their mother loved them. He was the one who took them to school events, showed up for concerts, went to sporting events, and got to know the classmates, parents, and teachers. He was the one who played with the kids, fed them after school, and made sure they were bathed. He kissed them when they fell down and got scraped, he listened when they had problems with friends, he taught them how to ride their bikes, and he answered their questions when they wanted to know about anything.

He was there when I didn't step up to the plate and take care of what should have been taken care of. He was truly a hero. He still is. To my kids......and to me.

Happy Father's Day, Teague. Whether you see this or not.