An Open Letter

To Dad..
I was 5 years old. I hadn’t really grasped the concept of family, however at the time all I knew was that I was quite happy with my mum and I did not want a strange man in my house telling me what to do. I do have to apologise about the time I put the hamster in your bedroom whilst you were sleeping.. But like I said, I really didn’t want a strange man in my house telling me what to do. At first I have to admit, it was a bit of a shock as I went from getting everything I wanted to being told ‘no’, which weren’t words in my bratty vocabulary at that point in time.

I have no idea how I remember the day I asked if I could call you dad so clearly. I was young, and don’t have many memories except I 100% remember standing in the kitchen after being told we were moving house.. Moving house with you. I whispered to mum ‘Can I call him Dad now’ and after her telling me to ask you myself, I popped you the question. It wasn’t such a big deal back then but now I look back and cherish that moment, at that time I wanted you to be my dad, we were moving in as an actual family and I had stopped hating you (a little less than before, anyway).

An Open Letter.. me and dad
You stood in when no one else was there, and joined a family containing a stubborn yet smart, well determined lady with a bratty, attitudinal daughter – I do have to congratulate you on that one!! Me and mum, we are definitely not the easiest people on the planet but you love us unconditionally, even if you’d have probably preferred me out of the picture most of the time! I can’t thank you enough for what you have done for us both, and more so helped us to achieve.
I can’t begin to imagine what life would be like without you in it. You’re the one that does all the DIY, you deal with all the creepy crawlies, you clean out the shower when my hair blocks up the drain, you deal with all our electronics when we break them, you are my personal dad-nav whenever I get lost, you’re the one I used to sing Mustang Sally with every time we drove somewhere, you always tell the most un-funny dad jokes, and best of all, you’re the one I can have a mega dance off with after a couple of drinks. Oh, you are also highly embarrassing too. I guess that’s your job, plus payback for all the attitude I used to throw your way.
I guess what I’m trying to say is that, you’re okay I suppose. When/If you read this, please stop making gagging noises, this isn’t in any shape or form a sign that I love you, I still and always will dislike you.

Happy Father’s day, dad. You’re the best xx


6 thoughts on “An Open Letter

  1. Awww, what an absolutely lovely, heartfelt tribute to a man who stepped in at such an important time in your life! So glad you were able to let him into your heart ❤️❤️.



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