When All Else Fails I Call Dad

Sharing my love for Husker Football with my parents last fall!

There is something that causes the bond with a child and one parent to be stronger than the other. It doesn't mean you love the other parent less, it just means that you relate better to one than the other.  The phrase “Daddy’s Girl” holds true for me.  As far back as I can remember the bond between my dad and I has been the stronger one.  Growing up people would tell me that I look and sound just like my Mom (which is true), however I was always quick to respond with “but I act like my Dad”! 

Rog's Runners after our 5K relay on Father's Day last year

Having been married for five years, I have found out that my husband is a “Daddy’s Boy”.  He can talk for hours with his dad about sports and other current events.  I think in his case not only does he look and sound like his dad, he also acts like his dad! 

Now that I am carrying my own child, I am almost jealous of my husband.  While there are miracles during pregnancy that I know he doesn’t get to experience like I do (feeling movement from the inside and the joy of another life sharing every moment with you), but our child is already showing signs of being a “Daddy’s Boy”.  I find myself questioning, how is that even possible?  What has HE done for this kid?  My husband has been traveling for work and is gone two days every other week, I have had morning sickness my whole pregnancy, but it never fails that one of the two days he is gone this kid decides to make it even harder on me.  It is as if he is telling my husband “Dad don’t leave me alone with HER again!  When are you going to be home?  I don’t want you to go!” 

As I reflect on memories of my dad with Father’s Day approaching, there are a lot of good memories that come to mind.  For a while it was a joke that Dad knew if Father’s Day was approaching that only meant one thing, I would be calling to ask him to help me move.  I don’t know how it happened, but somehow my leases during college always started or ended around June.  Even though it was supposed to be his weekend, he would show up with the truck and be there for me!  

A day I won't forget!

One memory that stays with me is the flood of emotions that came over me while he walked me down the aisle at my wedding.  In that particular moment I could feel how much he loved me and how proud of me he was.  There is one guarantee if Dad gets emotional about something, there is no way for me to control my emotions.  

Throughout life when times get tough, I have had different support systems or people I turn to, but the one thing that has stayed true is that when all else fails I call my Dad.  Most of the time he doesn’t have the best answer to my problem, but there is something about hearing him tell me “everything will turn out and that he loves me” that truly does make everything ok at that moment.

I love you Dad!  Hope you have a great Father’s Day!