My dad worked in the U.S. Army for over 20 years and there were many late nights and early mornings that he was away, especially in the 90's when Desert Storm was in full swing and he had to be ever-present in the office. How did he manage to always seem so cheerful and loving to us upon his arrival home from such a trying day? His continual positivity is admirable and I try to keep the same attitude because I figure that if he can be that way, then I sure as heck better be. It's helped us keep this crazy, wonderful greeting card business running amongst many other life's challenges.
We moved to so many places and made home wherever we were stationed. It was an awesome adventure. Despite the constant changes in location, schools, friends and everything else, my parent's dedication to keeping our family tight remained constant. My dad encouraged my sister and I to grab opportunities that were presented to us, keep our minds open to different cultures, to not be afraid of challenges and to see a silver lining in everything. I never once was told that I couldn't do something because I was a girl. I never even thought about it. I'm a lucky kid.
As I type this, my husband, Charlie (the second half of Driscoll Design,) is upstairs rollicking around and doing "karate chops" with my three year old, Danny. Laughter is filling the house. Danny is a lucky kid too.
Thank you to every dad. You don't get enough credit. We love you.