For mothers day, I wrote a big long post about my mum, and how much she's done for me growing up, but my dad has equally done just as much to be there for me, support me and 9/10 doesn't get recognised for the work he puts in.
See, me and my dad are very similar, which in itself is a recipe for disaster, but beyond that, my dad can never say he's not been there for me through thick and thin. Be it, being a dependable personal taxi/chauffeur service, teaching me how to hang wallpaper or just generally being at my beckon call for anything I've ever needed.
I've lost count of the number of times I've rung dad, at silly o'clock in the morning, asking for a lift home or if something needs fixing that spans beyond the reach of googling the problem myself, and he's always been there to help whenever I've asked (Maybe sometimes too much!).
Dad is a perfectionist in everything he does, and there's an element of that, which I hope has rubbed off on me too. He can literally walk into a room, and if there's a shelf on the wall, he can instantly tell even if it's minutely off level, so I know full well, that He'll be the first person to tell me if I've messed something up. There's not many feelings better than when he casts his eye over something, and he says "You've made a good job of that".
Incidentally, having just moved house, I put up 3 pictures last week, and when Dad comes to visit today, there is a certain amount of concern. If they're not perfectly level he'll tell me within 30 seconds of sitting down if they're wonky, point it out and it'll bother me every single time I look at it.
As I mentioned in my mothers day blog, my mum suffered from breast cancer, but it's only when you look back, that you realise how tough that must of been for my dad too. Not only did he have to support my mum, but there was myself and my sister to think of too.
I don't think I've ever told him this, but he did a brilliant job of being a husband and a dad. Not only was he calm on the surface, but when my mum was poorly, he picked up all of her responsibilities, worked a full-time job, and made sure me and my sister were sufficiently fed and watered. All this, and he was probably absolutely terrified he'd lose his wife.
So today, I'm going to do my bit. I'm cooking a lasagne (we had planned a BBQ, but the weather's shocking!) and I'll make sure there's a good drink to go alongside that too.
When your wedding day does roll around, mums will openly let their emotions show. But dads? Regardless of how proud, happy and emotional they are, they'll be the ones looking relaxed on the surface making sure everything is perfect in the background.
Happy Fathers day to all the Dads!
That's it for this week.
Peace, Love and Photo's!