My biological father was not a dad. I don’t really have much of a memory of him. A flash here or there, but not real memories. My dad, on the other hand, I have many memories of him. I miss my dad, but I am happy and blessed he chose my mom and her two kids. I didn’t always see him in a great light. As I grew older, I realized how much he did love us and how much he sacrificed for us. Happy dad’s day to all the men who gave been there for the ones who have needed them.
Happy dad’s day to my husband, who gave me two angelic devil boys I never thought I would have. I love you, Dan! Kitt ☺️
Kitt Takes On Life 