anne mikolay 2012 120Growing up, I had an attentive, loving father, who consistently put his children’s needs above all else. Mine was a storybook childhood; I had a dad who played with me, took me on special outings, protected me and made me feel safe. By example, my father and my mother taught me the value of a loving family. I am richly blessed.

In this day and age, when truth is not clearly defined, and leadership is elusive, one fact remains unshakeable: a father’s value and his impact on a child can never be underestimated. I have often searched for words powerful enough to convey all that a good father is, but I am definitely not a poet. Proper words escape me, but as we all know, one can find everything on the internet.

Thus, I offer the following (which I found on the internet, author unknown) in acknowledgement and commemoration of my father and all the good dads like him.

God took the strength of a mountain,

The majesty of a tree,

The warmth of a summer sun,

The calm of a quiet sea,

The generous soul of nature,

The comforting arm of night,

The wisdom of the ages,

The power of the eagle’s flight,

The joy of a morning in spring,

The faith of a mustard seed,

The patience of eternity,

The depth of a family need,

Then God combined these qualities,

When there was nothing more to add,

He knew His masterpiece was complete,

And so, He called it…”Dad.”

Happy Father’s Day to all you strong and worthy fathers, especially my own! The world needs more of you!

God bless!