I have always said that I want to marry a man as my father, wise, handsome, hardworking, kind, a family man a talented man. The story of the way my parents courted is one to admire my dad being the old school type did it the right way and that’s the way I want it to be done for me.
As Father’s Day is around the corner I choose to honor my father, and no number of gifts or archives can prove how grateful I am to have a father like him. From elementary school up to my high school years my father is the one who was present at every school meeting, collected report books and was deeply involved in my proper upbringing. He worked extra-long hours just to ensure that his family’s needs were met and there were extra to share. Being a godly man he brought us up in the church and instilled family values and respect in both his sons and daughters. He is a father that is open,real,humorous, brings across solid morale points by using his life examples, he often tells us stories of his youthful days and of his mistakes and encourage us not to repeat them.
My father was a faithful husband and still is, even after the passing of our mother he remains true to love no one else, no one can take the place of his love. I admired them, as a strong devoted couple who was in it for the long haul. Though they argued had little misunderstandings at the end of the day my dad was the one who would often kiss and make up with mom. They demonstrated what true love is all about, theirs was truly unconditional.
Today my dad’s strictness proved to form the firm plateau on which my siblings and I stand, I do not regret any chastisement, the very one I was mad sick about has molded strong ethics within. He has shown more love than ever since the passing of our mother, he has been both mother and father in one, trying to fill her shoes. He is deeply appreciated and I let him know I love him every day. Cheers to Mr. Arthur Guiste my hero, the world’s greatest dad!