Jersey Girl, Texan Heart: Happy Father's Day Daddy

Happy Father's Day Daddy

4:00 AM

“Daddy, I may find my prince one day, but you will always be my king.”

That’s a quote I heard recently and it’s so true.  I thought it was fitting for Father’s Day.  You know how they always say that the daughter’s are always daddy’s little girl?  Even though I’m a little bit of both, I’m definitely daddy’s little girl and always will be.  I think in my dad’s eyes no matter how tall or grown up I get, I’m still that little baby that he held in the hospital.

My dad worked very hard his whole life.  If you haven’t followed my blog from the beginning my parents came from Poland and were actually apart for the first almost 4 years of their marriage because it took my mom forever to finally get approved to get her Visa!  My dad came first and worked.  He worked his butt off until he was able to go to college since an education from Poland doesn’t count for anything here in America.  Then my dad started to branch out into better paying jobs and my parents were able to buy their first house and not too long after that, my lovely self came along.  I always remember my dad as very hard working.  He knew that it was his job to keep a roof over our heads and food on the table.  Once my brother was born we moved into an even bigger house which is the one we live in now.

My mom sacrificed a lot to become a stay at home mom but then my dad started working hours that made it hard for us to have the typical family dinner and we mostly saw each other on the weekends.  Then there came all of our activities.  My dad tried to be there for everything even if it meant having to change around his schedule.  I remember being in high school and playing soccer and my dad would come to our games.  He was yelling more than the coach was.  I swear he was a better coach haha.  I was the one that was proud that, that was my dad.  Of course there were a few times where the opposing team said something and I actually said “hey!  That’s MY dad.”  I didn’t care if he was yelling like a lunatic, he was doing it because he wanted to encourage us to keep going.

That’s what I remember about my dad.  He always taught us to NEVER give up.  Even though he was extremely tough, he taught me to be that way too when it calls for being tough.  Also, I’m thankful for him because he has been taking the bulk of my pictures for this blog and I would not still be posting this post if it wasn’t for him.  

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  1. This was such a lovely story, Dads do so much for us, my dad works literally 24/7 and has helped me so much with a lot of things!

    Meme xx

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