To My Two Best Guys

We’re going to get a little personal here. This might be uncomfortable for some of you to read. Either way, it must be said.

My whole life, I’ve heard many arguments (both ways) about what a father really is. For some, it’s the biological relation to the child. For others, it’s the investment in the child and the time spent together. Neither one of these is wrong to me. Whatever connects you to your father is equally as important as whatever connects another person to theirs.

Most kids get one father if they’re lucky. I am fortunate enough to have two.

So to the two best guys in my life, this one is for you.

Meet my Dad: Roger.

Now he’ll probably never see this, since he doesn’t pay much attention to the internet but here it goes.

My dad is hands-down, one of the goofiest guys you’ll ever meet. If you want someone who laughs at their own jokes, loves you to death, and demands excellence, then you will love my Dad.

He makes the worst jokes you could ever imagine, but I promise he will make you laugh harder than anyone else.

My dad works absurdly hard to make sure that our family is always taken care of and supported, regardless of the cost to him. He is thoughtful and above all, invested in his family. This is something I have learned from him. If you invest in the people around you, your relationships will thrive. My Dad will always go out of his way to help anyone. This is something I truly admire. He’s the kind of guy who will help you fix your flat tire and cheer you up when you’re feeling down.

Above all my Dad is also very honest, what you see is what you get. He is fearless in this, and will never waste your time with anything other than the truth. He doesn’t tell you what you want to hear, he’ll hold you accountable and tell you what you need to hear. This is another one of the many things I love about him. My Dad expects the best from me, even if I fail, he pushes me to “go big or go home”. This is a term I use in my daily life. If you never try your hardest, you’ll never know what you’re capable of.  Thanks Dad for always making me do my best, no excuses.

 

Meet my Daddy: Dick. 

Most will never understand our relationship, but that’s fine by me.

Most of you might be wondering why I call my step dad “Daddy”. Dick walked into my life when I was 6 years old. He didn’t have to be a father to me or treat me like his own child, but he does. That has absolutely earned him the title of “Daddy”.

If you enjoy blueberry pancakes at 5 AM, endless encouragement, and unconditional love, then you’ll adore my Daddy.

He’s my hunting buddy, my confidant, and one of my best friends. He is one of the best listeners you will ever find. If you have a problem, he’ll help you fix it. After 20 years of being in my life, I am so thankful call him “Daddy”.

My Daddy is one of my biggest supporters. He goes out of his way to encourage me on a daily basis and always reminds me that the best opportunities reside outside of my comfort zone. He will always tell you how much he cares about you. Sometimes it’s by setting flowers on your desk before you get to work, other times it’s in a look from across the table. Either way, he always makes you feel important.

My Daddy is a leader and a teacher by nature, he spends his time with the people he cares about. He’ll be the first to show you how to shoot a bow, or swing a golf club. He reminds me that all mistakes are learning opportunities, even if they’re tough lessons. Above all, he’ll always make sure you have the tools you need to succeed in whatever you wish to pursue. I truly admire these things about him.

Although my Dad and Daddy share some similar traits, they are very different in many ways. Both of these men are equally amazing. Again, some of you may never understand the relationship I have with both of them, but I am thankful all the same.

Thank you to these two amazing fathers and Happy Father’s Day to all of the dads out there!

-Brittany Bee

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