I am eternally grateful that I am a father. I am very lucky to have a father and a pop. My parents divorced early and I saw my father sporadically as I grew up. He is a good man and always worked hard to provide financial support as I grew up. I know I hurt his feeling tremendously when I changed my last name to Moss.
Hank Moss raised me. He loved me unconditionally even when I was an idiot and did not deserve love. I lived with my grandparents until I was seven. Soon after moving in with Hank and mom I was trying to be a good kid and washed the car. I made sure I got all the bird poop off. I used a brillo pad and took the paint off all the way down to the metal! Hank did not lose his cool with me. He really loved my mom. He raised me with as much patience as anyone could expect from a human.
When I was in the Air Force and getting my passport renewed they said that I could be in trouble for fraudulent enlistment since my birth certificate did not say Moss. All of my school records, marriage certificate and other documents were Moss. That is who I thought I was so I changed my name legally to match. I wish my father would forgive me but I understand.
Fatherhood is a different deal than being a daddy. Fatherhood is responsibility. Daddy is love. Fatherhood is a duty. Being a daddy is fun! A “good” father is both. My children are a product of the love I have for my wife. And she is my favorite human. Thank God that I have been blessed with two wonderful men that loved me so much. Please Lord let me be a good father to my children and a good husband to my wife. I have friends who are orphans and did not know what it is like to have a family.
Happy Fathers Day.