Since Father's Day is approaching, once again I sit and wonder what tools he would like or what new golf item he could use. After awhile of pondering, I sit and think of who he is to me.
During my turbulent teen years I always tested my dad because, you see, we were so alike. My mother played referee between us, but it never seemed to make a difference.
My father also realized that we needed time together to sort things out so he took me (without my brother and sister) to New York City for a weekend of fun. I finally realized that my dad was an amazing man and he was a really great guy to be around! We came home after the weekend with a new appreciation for each other (no small task).
It wasn't until the spring of 1994 that I confirmed in my heart what my head already knew.
I was only married for ten months in an abusive and loveless marriage. How ashamed I was that I had met and married the wrong guy. I never really discussed it with my dad, thinking that maybe he would never understand. One night it became perfectly clear that I could no longer stay in the marriage so I packed my bags, grabbed my puppy and left. I went and stayed with some friends but knew after a few hours that I had to find somewhere permanent to stay. I drove at night and finally went to a pay phone to call home. I was so scared to admit what was going on and I had a huge sense of failure leaning on me.
When I got the courage to call home, I didn't realize that my friends had already called my parents moments before. Through my tears I told my dad what had happened and the first thing he said to me was, "You are a good girl and I will be right there to come and get you."
The relief and love I felt was overwhelming. I knew right then what should have been obvious all my life: that you can always go home, and your parent's love for you is unconditional.
I don't know how I can ever repay my parents for the gift they have given me except by being the same loving parent to my children. I have confidence I can do this now since I've learned by their example.
Submitted by Anonymous
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