Growing up my Dad was my hero. He was the centre of my universe. Full of wisdom and keen to encourage us to be creative and questioning of the world around us.
He was firm but loving in his parenting approach. Always took time to listen no matter how insignificant the issue was, because if it was inportant to us, then it was to him too.
He made sure we knew that we were loved, giving us cuddles and telling us that he loved us.
So when he died, my world came crashing down as I was lost without him in my life.
Then along came another man into my Mum’s life. At first it was hard not to compare him to our Dad or to find fault.
Gradually I came to love and respect my Step Dad as mine for he show love and affection towards us even when it must have seem an impossible task.
Two men totally different in personalities, skills and knowledge. But both strong wise men with hearts full of love wanting the best for their family.
I was told once by a friend that I was lucky because I had two great father figures in my life which for some people they never get. My friend is right, I was and am blessed with having known and loved two men who cared for me as their child. They both played an important role in shaping and defining who I am today. Without them my life may have well been different today.
I am a parent now myself and I watch my children with their father. I see so many of the qualities of my own Dad and Step Dad in him that it makes me smile knowing that I choose to be with a man who reflects the best of both of my fathers. I can only hope that my children will recognise and know that they too are blessed with a loving father who takes time to invest in them because he cares deeply about them.