06/15 10:11 p.m.
Remember that man who threw the knuckle ball you always tried to emulate on the field but never could? And do you know the man who came home from a long day of work to sit in the backyard and play catch, when he knew he could be doing so many other things? Or what about the man who believed in u enough to support you in your darkest hour or believe in your greatest journey and stood behind you?
That man is my dad.
On the day we celebrate fathers, it is only appropriate to pay tribute to my father while on a journey in baseball, the sport that is synonymous with father and sons.
My dad is quiet, reserved, methodical and thought provoking. He is a man who taught us to respect our mother, to believe in ourselves and to double check our math.
He rarely turned down a chance for me to play catch and a chance to rack em' up for a game of pool. He is a man who reads three books at once while teaching his children all about prime numbers and what they are. 1, 3,5, 7....etc.(that's as far as I can go)
He values prayer with my mom and takes a deep but reverence sense of pride in his children and what they are accomplishing.
By no means is my father perfect and my mom is not perfect and neither am I. But I do know they(Dad and Mom)are striving for that and looking to be better parents to their kids.
He is an example to me on how I can gain knowledge, listen in quiet moments for answers, and how I can unselfishly serve.
On this Father's Day I wanted to say to my Dad that I love him along with my mom, and brothers and sisters. I say today is a chance to value where we came from and say thank you to where we are going.
SIDENOTE: Next blog will be about baseball.
I think this was really worth going off the 30with30 path!
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