Another year, another birthday and for the last few special “events” in my dad’s life, I’ve had this idea that it would be really fun to sing “Hallelujah”, one of my his favourite songs! And I am NOT a singer. Not. At. All! That is not the intent here, believe me! I was hoping to do it with a little help from my kids and my wife. Unfortunately my wife couldn’t squeeze this one into her schedule, which is really too bad because I’ve heard her sing it and she nails it! Nonetheless, the kids and I put it together and although I couldn’t be happier with the end result, I was very surprised by how much simply singing it impacted me. Having thoughts of my dad in my head and wanting to do the best job of it that I could – for him – I was suddenly overflowing with emotions.
I hope that anyone who sees it, enjoys it, but mostly, I hope my dad does.
Happy Birthday Old Man. I love you.
A great man once said, “I Love You, Son” and it meant the world to me. From that day forth, the day of my birth, that love has only grown, never wavered and that simple statement was motivation enough to set foot in the world and attempt to become as good to my children as my parents were to me.
I never liked calling mine Dada or Papa
Never took a shining to calling mine father
I never took part in the “daddy” fad
To me it’s just always been dad.
My dad, my friend,
my guide through life’s battles…
From the very first one:
“The Great War with the Rattle”!
To the one to climb the corporate ladder
and back down …
Every battle great or small
in every city and town.
fighting his own battles in this world…
But never too busy fighting
to stop and help his little boy…
A legend, you might say,
and so on this day…
I’m thinking about my dad,
my pride, my joy…
You’re not my old man, not my pops,
You’re my dad…
I love you more than anything
& I’m proud to be your lad.
Happy Fathers Day Dad
I Love You