I was thinking today how lucky I am. 

I have a birth father, Tony, who although can be rather irresponsible is a really interesting person and is great to talk to. He has been there for me in many of my dark hours, not only as a father but as a friend. He has given me lots of laughs and lots of hugs. I know how much he loves me and how proud of me he is. 

I have a step father, Keith, who has given me a lot of much needed encouragement in the last couple of years. He gave of his time, to listen and hang out with me. He gave of his space letting me live in his house for virtually nothing. He also has heaps of really cool CD’s and he introduced me to some great musicians. I know that he loves me and I am grateful. I do not think all step daughters get to say that in this world. 

Then I have a father God, who knows my fear, my pride, my lust for that I should deny, my lies and my betrayals and yet he loves me intimately and unconditionally and provides for me in ways I can not explain.

Thank you today to all my fathers. I am so very blessed to have all of you.