Ode to my Father...
ok, so its more of a little story then an actual ode!
As some of you might know, my dad can be rather unique on occasion. My wedding day was no different. He mentions to me a couple times before the wedding that his wife has a card for DaNae and I and that we shouldn't let anyone know what's in it. So the big day comes and as I'm tracking down mothers so I can attempt to not impale them as I put their flowers on them and my dad comes up to me with an envelope in hand. Its a little bulky and he again reiterates that I mustn't tell anyone what's in the envelope. My curiosity is perked up by this hefty envelope. My mind starts running through a couple of the scenarios of what could've possibly fit into this envelope...could it be a lengthy note discussing all sorts of "advice" from him? Or maybe its some heirloom passed down from father to son on their wedding day! Could it be a severed finger?
Unfortunately I couldn't check the contents at the moment because I had to get rid of those flowers and I handed off the envelope to my best man for safe keeping. Hours later after all was said and done. The reception had wrapped up and DaNae and I were headed out, my best man comes up to me with the envelope and says "can't let you forget this!"
DaNae and I jump in the vehicle and after my second Best man starts driving us away I decide to let my curiosity have the best of me and look in the envelope. I didn't find any note of advice, or any family heirlooms and luckily there wasn't a severed finger!
Yes my father can be rather cryptic on occasion but I'm still rather glad that I can call him Dad.