Dad

I remember getting my drivers permit.  I think my Mom took me in the morning to take the test.  I was simultaneously excited and terrified.  Part of me couldn't wait for the freedom of driving and the other part of me was too scared.  That evening as soon as my Dad got home from work he came in and asked me if I wanted to go driving.  I think he was even more excited than I was to get behind the wheel.

My Dad always got excited for the kids.  Christmas morning my Dad was always up before the kids.  He was the one who woke us up to open presents.  And when it came time to open presents my Dad always watched anxiously while we opened up gifts.  All of Dad's gifts lay set aside until all of the kids had opened all of our gifts.

Dad, as a kid I appreciated being able to open my gifts before you.  Now as an adult I appreciate that you were excited for me as a kid.  Happy Fathers Day Dad!  I love you.