1) My Dad looking cool in his leather Jacket in the 1980’s, 2) With my Dad and Stephen on what I think was my first Christmas, 3) Me and my Dad on holiday in the 1990’s 4)In Rome with my Dad in 2011 5) With my Grandad around 7 or 8 months before he died.
I’m a self-proclaimed Daddy’s girl so what else would I blog about today than my Dad? I get a hard time from the rest of my family all of the time for being such a Daddy’s girl but I wouldn’t have it any other way. He’s pretty amazing (don’t tell him though, his ego couldn’t handle it). Growing up my Dad would do anything for us.When me and Stephen were kids, my Dad worked in a job that he hated and he worked terrible shifts which meant he didn’t get to see us nearly as much as he would have liked. He worked in that job to provide for us and he did it for years. When he wasn’t working he was usually making things to earn some extra money for our family.Maybe when I have kids of my own I’ll understand but I can’t imagine doing the things he’s done for us. I always rely on my Dad, probably a little too much but, I really can’t imagine not having that support there. When I’m in trouble or need help he’s always the first person I go to and I think it will always be that way. I’ve learned so much from my Dad. Let’s face it, they just don’t make them like they used to.
So here’s some information about my Dad:
1. He works in Adult Education, the same as I do and he’s my boss. I’m so glad I took his advice on my career choice when I had no clue what I wanted to do.
2. He’s the youngest of three children.
3. He’s the hardest worker I know (and that’s not always a good thing).
4. He knows everything, I mean everything. He’ll try to tell you he doesn’t but he’s the most intelligent person I’ve ever met. You want him on your team for trivia games and table quizzes (just not the sport round although he will probably get some of them right too).
5. We’re very alike. I get told all the time I look like my dad. We have the same taste in a lot of things including books and music but rarely films.
6. He’s very stubborn (hey, I told you we’re alike)
7. He hates sport. I get my love of Football from my Mam.
Anyway that’s enough of that because I wouldn’t want to make him blush. I think it’s only right to mention my Grandad here too. I wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t for the decisions he made in his life but that’s a story for another day. He’s no longer with us and I miss him terribly especially on days like today. He was an amazing Grandad and a great pal.