Yesterday, Miranda, my four year old daughter, came up to me and said “It’s Father’s Day.”
“Yes, I know” I said. I had to smile.
“And Daddy is a Father.” Again I smiled.
“He’s a True Father.” She said, and we left it at that.
Later I told my husband what she had said. He asked her, “What makes me a true father?”
“Because you love me. That’s what makes you a true father.”
Both of us had tears in our eyes.
