I am thankful...
... to my father for instilling in me that vanity and materialism are a waste of money and brain power. Living in an area where one is judged by the designer purse carried, the luxury car driven, and the quality of Botox injected, the pragmatism of my dad's voice carries over the din to keep me grounded.
...and to my husband, whose calm patience is my anchor. Always thoughtful, respectful, wise, and protective, he lives up to the maxim that a girl marries a man like her father.
Happy Father's Day to my two favorite men!