Reminders are everywhere; today is the day in the UK to celebrate dads, too.  I’d like to do a little celebrating myself.

I have an amazing dad who loves me fiercely, continues to teach me things, laughs as often as he can, keeps life simple, and deals it straight.  He used to sing with me and take me to work with him (where I was a very big help I am sure).  And he made time for our date night every week until I moved to London.  (Thanks, Carol, for those nights you cooked!)

I also have a wonderful stepdad who loves me as much as he loves my step-siblings, taught me about the wonder of late night banana splits at Denny’s, who likes my impossible (though quite handsome) cat, and gave me a lot of extra attention when I was a bratty, awful, mouthy teenager.  (I might still be that way?)  How did he put up with me?!

I am lucky to have had twice the love and support.  Maybe that’s part of the reason I picked such an amazing husband; I knew how I liked to be treated because I had two dads do their best to make me feel special, share my heartaches, and make me laugh.  And I have two dads that would set things straight if I ever needed it : )

I love you!!