I am my dad's only daughter. We did not grow up together under the same roof, yet unlike some dads he was always there. not in my house, but there. we had our weekends and even when i moved away as a child her drove the hours to come get me for those weekends. he came to my games, my swim meets,my concerts, to see me off for my dances. he may not have been there for every bump and bruise, but he was there. now as an adult i can fully appreciate the challenges of parenthood. thank you dad for all you have given me. happy father's day. love kristi
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