Today would have been my father's birthday. He has been dead for nine years.
It took him dying for me to admit to myself that I missed having a relationship with him. The last thing he said to me was "Lets keep in better touch."
His number was on my coffee table when he died.
My dad meant well but he made poor choices and he made it hard for his children to have a relationship with him. Between the poor choices I remember good things. More then him not seeing me get married I wish I could see him read to my kids.
I normally don't miss him, I spent a lot of my life learning how not to miss him, but today for some reason I let him in.
I will credit most of who I am on my mother, but if nothing else I will say that my dad helped me to pick a spouse that will never have to say, "lets keep in better touch" to our kids. Rob is constant and loyal, he is far from perfect but he tries everyday to be a better man and father.
Today, on what would have been my father's birthday I am thankful for my kids father.