There was no father of the bride at my wedding a few weeks ago. That’s because my dad passed away suddenly in 2008, which turned out to be quite the transformational year for me. It was the year this proud daddy’s girl became fatherless and I also met the man of my dreams who would eventually become my husband.
I loved my dad fiercely and unapologetically, much in the way I love The Mister. They’re both big, strong men physically and emotionally. They’re both the center of attention…the life of the party. They both love me. So I consider myself to be pretty blessed to have these two men in my life. My only regret is that they never got the chance to meet each other.
Happy Father’s Day dad…I know you would’ve loved this great guy I married.