I was thinking about what to write about for my 100th post and for a few days I couldn't think of anything that seemed special enough to dedicate this post to. Until last night on my way home from the grocery store. I was listening to the radio and the song "Highway 20 ride" by the Zac Brown Band was on. I've heard this song a million times but for some reason, these lyrics really got me:
A day might come you'll realize
That if you see through my eyes
There was no other way to work it out
And a part of you might hate me
But son, please don’t mistake me
For a man that didn’t care at all
See, my Dad was that guy. Except it was every other weekend that he would drive 2 hours from New Jersey to Pennsylvania to pick us up for a weekend. He would get there Friday night or Saturday morning and drive us back on Sunday night. That's 8 hours of driving just to get up for work Monday morning.
I know that if I go on too much, he'll be totally embarrassed so let me just say that he's gone above and beyond what is expected of any father. He was there for all of us regardless of how we behaved or what we said. He pushed me to go to school, was my rock throughout my mom's illness, and was still there whenever I made bad decisions. Now that I'm a parent I dread the day that Abby puts me through what I put my parents through.
If there was one thing that I could say my Dad has taught all of us, and continues to teach us over the years, it's food. Without him none of us would be the food connoisseurs we are today. Seriously, people are shocked the first time they have Sunday dinner with us. Well, shocked first and then usually sick from over eating. It takes a true connoisseur to know the proper way to navigate a Chinese Buffet. Or how to order a White Castle cheeseburger... aka murder burgers. Or that when eating at Rutt's Hut (a must if you're ever in Jersey!) always stand at the counter because the food just doesn't taste the same if you sit in the restaurant. He's my go to guy for recipes, which I then make for family and pass off as my own. He's also one hell of a baker! These are priceless lessons from a one of kind Dad!
Here we are on my wedding day. Feel free to leave a comment about how much he looks like Al Pacino! It'll really make his day!
Sorry Dad if I embarrassed you but I thought for my 100th post I should honor someone who helped make me who I am today! Thank you!