Today I give props to my dad. “I wish I had a dad like yours”, “he’s so funny”, “he’s so cool”… These are the rants of my childhood friends. I didn’t really know how incredible he really was until years later.
We knocked heads for a while simply out of my immaturity selfishness and desire for independence. Yet, even though he wanted to ring my neck, He was a man I admired and respected… Even if I didn’t know how to show it. I love this man.
For my dad:
No, he’s not perfect, yet he raised us the best he could.
It was his hope for us to enjoy all that we should.
Be it hockey or soccer, he went to most practices and games.
Faithfully involved, a leader and servant he aimed.
He taught me more through what he did than what he said.
Not too emotional or conversational, he only did what he did.
His example taught me perseverance, tenacity and faithfulness.
and I affectionately gleaned of his generosity, laughter and love.
My dad is true to his word, good to his family and loving to his wife.
Hardworking and fervrent, he’s passionate about this life.
I’m proud of this man, proud of my dad.
He’s the best dad I’ve ever known.
The best dad I’ve ever had.
Ted Nelson, my dad, has shown me more about the love of our Heavenly Father than any preacher or teacher. His example is a legacy more valuable than anything… but, I’ll still take cash. ; )
