One year ago today I lost my father.
A sad occasion to be sure but not for the reasons that one would suppose.
Yes he gave me life, material security, guidance and love, but he gave more, much more than that.
What my father gave he gave in silence but that silence was eloquent and undeniable.
He gave me faith and the practice of that faith.
He gave me unswerving faith, in the smooth times of life and,
more importantly the times that shake your faith.
He gave courage. Not the Hollywood kind of courage that prompts a man to blindly go where all others refuse. He gave courage to seek, discern, and carry out the will of God against all odds.
He gave me the courage to get up every morning and fulfill my duties when others are shirking theirs.
He gave the courage to laugh, joke, smile, and love when all others are cursing their misfortunes.
He silently taught me what a man is and then made it impossible for me to settle for any man less than the man that he was.
He showed that a man's strength is in saying no and then standing firm in that decision, no matter what.
That a man builds muscle in the service of his wife and family and not in a gym in the service of his own ego.
He showed that a man loves by discipline and firmness in decision as well as in tenderness and caresses.
I love you and miss you daddy and I always will. Rest in peace.