(My sister Hannah, Grandma Fedor, Me, and Dad)
Happy Father’s Day, and Happy Birthday! I feel like every year, your birthday falls on Father’s Day, but I guess that’s chronologically impossible. I think it’s appropriate that it often happens that way, though, because I know you were born to be my dad. You were born to be a lot of other things, too: a renowned artist, a deep philosopher, a charismatic friend, and the kind of person that lifts up everyone around you with your ideas and your presence. But I sure am glad every day that you were also born to be my dad.
I don’t think a week goes by that I don’t quote you to someone, whether it be in church or in conversation with friends or at work. I’m sure that anyone who knows me is very familiar with me starting off an idea with, “Well, my dad always taught me…”
Since I was young, you have encouraged me to read inspirational books that were meant to expand and touch my mind. Since I was young, you have impressed me with some of the greatest ideas known to man, and those ideas, in turn, have helped me to become the woman I am today.
I so appreciate that you always taught me to set high goals and to write those goals down. I have a great love for setting my sights high because you always believed that I could achieve anything.
Dad, your unconditional love for me in all my weaknesses and your unconditional belief in my eternal potential have truly made me feel loved and appreciated since the day I was born.
I know I can succeed in everything because I have my dad believes in me.
I love you, Daddy-O! I wish I could be in Missouri today so that I could give you a great big hug and tell you in person how much I love you, but this will have to do for now.
Love you always and all ways!