Hello everyone! Today we celebrated Father's Day at our church with regular service and a dinner after.
My Dad is one of the craziest men I know, but he's also the hardest working person I know. He's a truck driver and has been since before I was born. I remember when he used to take me on the road with him and I would pack up every Polly Pocket I owned to play with in the truck. While he drove for hours I either slept or played in the sleeper. Anytime we stopped for gas it was mandatory for me to get something to drink (usually an icee if available), candy, and chips, no matter if I still had some left over from the previous stop. But Dad never cared, even when I would mess around with the other truck drivers on the forbidden CB while he was out of the truck. I would scream, "BREAKER BREAKER ONE-NINE, IT'S SHELBEY ON THE LINE!"
As I grew older I know he became more and more worried about me, especially when I started high school. My Mom was definitely more lenient than my Dad could be. At times I felt like all he wanted to do was keep me from having fun or being able to do what my friends could do (it was one of those "my parents just want to ruin my life moments" lol) Most of my friends never had a curfew or rules so when 9:30 rolled around and I was having to leave our hangout spot (AKA the football field or Dairy Queen) to make it home by 10, I always wished I could stay out longer like my friends. Of course, now I see it was only because he had that terrible fear that almost every parent has, that their child will end up with the wrong people and into the wrong things that could eventually ruin their lives. Of course, I would always have to reassure him that I wasn't like that and I think he knew I wasn't, it was just more of a preventative thing. When Dad said no, the answer was no. I wish it would have been easier for me to see that he was only trying to keep me out of trouble so I wasn't constantly worrying him.
So, 6 years later, here I am, a Junior in college working 27-32 hours a week and going to school full time- plus blogging and doing YouTube. I know that everything my parent's have done for me has pushed me and help me get to where I am in life and I couldn't be more grateful for them.
With that being said, Happy Father's Day Dad. I love you. Thank you for all of your hard work and raising me to be the person I am today, which has hopefully made you proud.
Until next time...