As a child I saw my dad as the biggest, strongest, tallest man in the world. He was a larger than life character, and although my childhood wasn't always easy I always sought my dad's affection and was a real daddy's girl.
Nowadays, my relationship with my dad is the best it's ever been. I love his fortnightly visits where I get to take care of him and spoil him. He suffers with terrible arthritis in his legs, which he blames on years playing football and marching on parade in the Coldstream Guards. I do what I can to help, even if that means just being able to put a blanket over his knees or order him arthritis remedies over the internet! It's the very least I can do for the man who has loved me for the past 44 and a half years.
My girls love my dad so much. They love fussing over him. Their loving and caring natures make me so proud of them. I'm so glad they have got such a close relationship with their grandparents.
My son named his first child after his great grandad, giving him Stanley as his middle name. As I gave Joe my dad's name too, it has become a nice tradition in our family - singlehandedly bringing back the name Stanley!
So Dad...have a wonderful birthday today and remember just how loved and cherished you are by us all - Ian, the grandkids and me! Thank you for being so wonderful :)