The Day I Got a Dad

I wasn’t born with a Dad, like most kids are. I mean, technically I had someone who genetically contributed to my being alive, and I’m very grateful for that. But that’s as much of a Dad as I got.

And I didn’t even know what I was missing. 

But one day my mom started dating this nice guy from work. And he had a nice house and dinosaur chicken nuggets (which we never ever had) so I was maybe a little impressed. But things were fine. We didn’t need anyone else in our little family. I was very attached to my mom and it seemed like the more this guy came around the more things in our life started to change. [as an adult I look back and see that I was being given more stability and more support, but as a kid it was just a big life change].

And there was a trip to Disneyland. And the time he got the list I made at Preschool of all the things I was asking Santa for and he surprised us by buying me every single thing [even the Barbie jeep] and then telling us it was from my mom. But we all knew the truth.

This guy was golden. But I couldn’t have been harder on him if I tried. Because I came from a life where dads don’t stay. Dads are always missing, always making mom cry, always yelling. When Dad is around the house is in chaos and people get hurt. But not this Dad. This Dad was different.

But it felt so weird to suddenly have two parents who loved me and who worked together to parent me. Every time I got upset about how our life had changed my mom would say “you didn’t lose a mom you gained a Dad”. Doesn’t she know that I didn’t even want a Dad? And I made sure to tell them that many, many times throughout my childhood. But guess who never gave up on me? Guess who adopted me anyways? Who dropped me off at college and came to my wedding and who is the best grandpa to my babies?

My dad. Because you know what? A dad always stays. A dad doesn’t give up. A Dad is there, 100% no matter what. And the day I got a Dad was nothing short of a miracle. To find someone like that who will take a difficult, and abandoned little girl and completely change her life is truly a testament to me that there is a God and that He is a God of miracles.

I look back at my life and all the blessings I have and I thank my dad for every single one. Without him my mom wouldn’t have been able to stay home and raise us. Without him I wouldn’t have had the push to succeed academically and attend a great college. Without him I wouldn’t have someone to call when I broke something I didn’t know how to fix. Without him I would have never known what to look for in a Dad for my own children.

I’m starting to realize, that the day I got a Dad was the best day of my life. And, this Father’s Day I couldn’t be more thankful to have someone so special to celebrate [even if he’s impossible to buy gifts for!]

5 thoughts on “The Day I Got a Dad

  1. Beautiful story. Thank you for sharing. I learned a little more about you. Your mom and dad are such giving people. I have been blessed by them. So glad we stayed in the same ward. Wish you well on your upcoming adventure in University studies. God bless you all. Kathy

  2. This was amazing to read! You have always talked highly of your father from the day I meet you on that plain. I Love hearing this.

  3. Great story that I didn’t know. Just added more respect from me for your Dad. My story is similar but different. We have something in common.

  4. Very well written and heartfelt! You’re a lucky lady but I get the feeling he’s a pretty lucky guy too! ❤️❤️❤️❤️

  5. This is beautiful, Kristal! It even made me tear up a little. I’m so happy that you finally took the leap to start a blog. It really suits you and I wish you all the success in the world! 😘

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