When a single mom goes out on a date with somebody new
It always winds up feeling more like a job interview
My mama used to wonder if she'd ever meet someone
Who wouldn't find out about me and then turn around and run
I met the man I call my dad when I was five years old
He took my mom out to a movie and for once I got to go
A few months later I remember lying there in bed
I overheard him pop the question and I prayed that she'd say yes
And then all of a sudden it seemed so strange to me
How we went from something's missing to a family
Lookin' back all I can say about all the things he did for me
Is I hope I'm at least half the dad that he didn't have to be
And then all of a sudden ah it seemed so strange to me
How we had gone from something's missing to a family
Lookin' through the glass I think about the man that's standing next to me
And I hope I'm at least half the dad that he didn't have to be
Lookin' back all I can say about all the things he did for me
Is I hope I'm at least half the dad that he didn't have to be
I hope I'm at least half the dad that he didn't have to be
'Cause he didn't have to be
You know he didn't have to be
~ Brad Paisley, He Didn't Have to Be
Happy Father's Day, Peter.
You're our favorite miracle.
Your blogs are always so touching, funny, inspiring and refreshing. Never stop. You make me smile or cry every time. LOVED the, "You nailed my Mom" too! 🙂