He’s been there for the basketball, football, volleyball and softball games. The soccer and tennis matches. The band concerts, recitals, and awards nights.

For years…

Always encouraging. Always supporting. Always applauding.

Always there.

He’s been there for dinner and bedtime—every night. Sometimes tired, discouraged or anxious about his work, but always there.

Solid, faithful, unwavering.

He’s led us to church, prayed with us, cried with us, guided us and held us up.

A picture of constancy and support.

Heading to work every day—in button-down shirts and hard, shiny dress shoes—day after day, week after week, without complaint. Providing for us a home in which to live, clothes to wear, and a never-ending supply of food in our pantry.

Hard-working, faithful, reliable.

This man, this father, this husband, this gift from God.

He is the best daddy I know.