Dear Dad,

Yesterday, while walking through the grocery store, I heard our song.  The song you sang at my wedding reception.

The unbidden tears clouded my eyes as I remembered your voice, so full of emotion, singing the words–

But I loved her first and I held her first
And a place in my heart will always be hers
From the first breath she breathed
When she first smiled at me
I knew the love of a father runs deep
And I prayed that she’d find you someday
But it still hard to give her away
I loved her first

Memories started flowing.

I remembered when I left home for school.  My youth leaders had made a cd celebrating my youth.  We watched it together and cried.  You never were afraid to cry during sentimental moments.

I remembered running errands with you while living in Idaho.  It was our one chance to really talk. You listened as I expressed concerns.  You showed me that my ideas were important.

I remembered holding your hand–and laughing–when you accompanied me on field trips during elementary school.  You were the cool Dad that everyone wanted to be with.  I felt so special.

I remembered how excited you were when each of my siblings were born.  I observed as you tenderly held them for the first time and knew I wanted a husband who did just that.  I knew your love increased with each additional child.

I remembered how you taught me important lessons on sacrifice, compassion, and charity as you faithfully home taught your assigned families, served in your various callings, and worked hard to support our large family.

Your tears on my wedding day were bittersweet.  I had chosen an honorable man whom you respected, but I was leaving home.  For good.

But,  Dad,  you taught me well.   Those values you pushed so hard on me, stuck.  I believe I became the woman you hoped I would become.

Thank you, Dad, for believing in me.  I know this message is overdue, but happy belated birthday and happy Father’s Day.

Love,

Your daughter

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19 responses to “Dear Dad,

  1. Awwww…. that choked me up a bit. I love my dad too. Aren’t we lucky?

  2. Your dad sounds like an amazing soul, and such a gift to his children.

  3. What a fabulous tribute. Sounds like you’re each so lucky to have each other.

  4. What a lovely tribute to your dad! You obviously adore him.

  5. Lovely Amber. The words of that song are just beautiful and your Dad sounds like a real treasure

  6. That was awesome.
    I love my dad too!

  7. Absolutely beautiful!

  8. Nice, Amber, really nice.

    Letters are an awesome way to capture feelings/emotions of the past. And when you get mad at him, you can click on your blog and remember why you don’t stay mad at him too long.

  9. There’s just something about when dads tear up … My dad did when giving his toast at our wedding, and I cry like mad every time I think of it. We’re lucky girls, to have such caring, feeling, present fathers, aren’t we? (And to have married the kind of men who will be the same for our daughters!)

  10. This is so tender!

  11. Beautiful post, Amber! I hope my daughter will be able to write something like that someday.

  12. I love when people write about their love of their fathers. It is always so tender. I suppose I’m due to do the same soon…

    Anyway, you’re post was great. Your father sounds like a great example.

  13. Wow – I wish I had a dad like that. He sounds like an amazing man. How very fortunate for you. Happy Father’s Day indeed 🙂

  14. What a wonderful tribute to your dad.

    Someone told me today that he thought his daughter was more his wife’s milieu because she was a girl. It sparked a conversation about daddies and daughters. I hope he went home and looked at things a little differently.

  15. I hope my daughter writes a similar letter one day- but many years from now. Let her be little for a while.

  16. Nicki

    Beautiful!

  17. wow, what a beautiful relationship you both have. that is so precious 🙂

    debs xx