Growing up there was man, a man who made such an impact on my life that without him I would not know where I would be today. This man is one of the strongest and hardest working men I have ever met. From a young age he spent his childhood harvesting the crops of Central California helping to provide financial support for his family. He went on to enlist in the U.S Army where he served his country as a young man traveling the world. This man went on to be a Firefighter who rescued and is now the hero of many. He has worked for over 25 years, to ensure the safety of others and more recently has become a humanitarian to the people of Mexico.
Through trials and injury he has never lost heart, he has never swam in the woes of self-pity; and had he done so, we would have all said it is o.k, you deserve it. 10 years ago my hero, was attacked by a man without morals, without hope and without purpose. From that attack he lost months spent in rehabilitation, he lost a career as a firefighter, vision in one of his eyes and yet he never lost the vision of the future. Through true Grace and blessing he survived and he became stronger because of it all.
My Father’s drive for a better tomorrow, his self-sacrifice and his unwavering joy has inspired me to be quite simply better. His lifetime of giving and dedication to hard work, strong family and now, giving to those near and far from home, is what makes me proud to be his daughter.
I love you Dad, you are the best humanitarian a daughter could wish for.
Happy Father’s Day and thank you to all Father’s who provide for their children wisdom and true love.