HAPPY FATHER'S DAY, MARK
I LOVE YOU
I'm not sure I've ever really understood the importance of Father's Day. Mother's Day either, for that matter. That is.... until recently. It seems the older I get, the more I realize just how much parents sacrifice, how much time and effort it requires to not just be a parent, but to be a part of something larger than yourself.... the lives of your children.
What I love about Mark is that he's a natural at it. He's great with kids and it shows. He has such a passion for life and it's evident in the way that he lives his. I love how he can be stern, yet not angry, how he's gentle and understanding, the way the kids get so excited when he walks in from work. I just love him.
I love how for so long he wanted to be a Dad and despite not knowing if we'd ever be able to have children, still remained hopeful. His faith is amazing and he too, shows that through the way he lives. He teaches our children about what's important which is why when I asked Anna what she loved about her daddy, one of the things she said was the "He loves Jesus." I don't know that there could ever be a better thing said of someone. And I love that it's not only true, but that his life is a reflection of that, so much so that even a 3 year old understands it. And I love him for that.
I love him for reason after reason. But will end with a simple ... Happy Father's Day.