When I wanted my training wheels off my bike, you weren't sure I would succeed but you let me learn on my own. And you were proud that I did.
When I climbed trees and got something in my eye, you were there to take it out.
When I took jumps on my bike a cut up my knee, you were there to bandage me up.
When it was said that I should have braces on my teeth and I got upset, you were there to tell me that they gave my face a special character.
When I had a broken heart, you were there to tell me there were other fish in the sea, way better than him.
When we drifted apart because of family issues, when we say each other again you just grabbed my and hugged me and didn't let me go.
When ever I needed advice you never gave it until I asked for it.
Thank you for being my dad. Some may say but he is only your step dad...He is a step up from many dads I know.
This is a picture of my dad when he left Scotland and went to South Africa
I love this picture.
My dad loved photography. He was going to show me how to take photographs when I was younger but for some reason that didn't happen. He loved that my family was interested in photography.He did a bit of hunting and fishing. But left that to my brother Calum.Here he is with my middle daughter Heather. 19 yrs ago.My dad and I at my sister Julia's wedding. I think this is the first and last time I danced with my dad.
My dad came into my life when I was about 2 yrs old. He said he had a soft spot for me. He liked that I was independent (maybe he ate those words when I was a teen). He taught me to pay my own way in life then you owe no one. Take pride in yourself and your belongings. Don't keep everything inside you as it is not healthy (still working on this one).
There are many more lessons he taught me, and they all helped me be the person I am today.