DFWdaddy Because every dad is a working dad.

Okay, I’m late with this. Mother’s Day was last Sunday.

Hey, at least I’m posting something after a too long hiatus. So give me props for ending the drought if not entirely overcoming my procrastination tendencies where my beloved (and overly ignored) blog is concerned.

At least I have been adding photos to the flickr and twitter feeds frequently. I’m hoping those have kept you somewhat entertained.

I’m not here, however, to describe ad nauseam my foibles. I’m here to celebrate the women in my life (many of whom would be more than happy to expound upon my many faults). Make no mistake. Women have been, are, and always will be a powerful force in my life. And indeed in the life of every dad.

Mothers give us life. Moms have given us so much more.

They have taught us to tie shoes, read, walk, write, play, laugh, cry, love, hurt, and a thousand other things. They have fed us, clothed us, comforted us, punished us, and done the best they could to be good behavioral models. The impacts they have made are both minuscule and immeasurable.

My own mom deserves a lot of the praise for the man I am today. (But don’t you dare blame her for my faults. Do that, and you and I will have to step outside for a few words … )

She helped me see the power of creativity by urging me to play, daydream, read and explore the world around me from a very young age. She nudged me to question everything. She helped me understand that “life ain’t fair,” and I could survive it anyway. She showed me that love is more powerful than hate. And that nothing stings more than seeing disappointment in mom’s eyes even if she’d never say it.

I hope I spend the rest of my life honoring what she gave me by giving some of her wisdom to everyone I meet.

Sometimes our moms fail us. Sometimes we fail them. It happens. Life is a messy business, but it beats the alternative—hands down. And sometimes, the women who impact our lives aren’t our moms. They still deserve our love and respect. And thanks.

From TheBetterHalf® who has seen me on my very worst days and continues to love me in spite of myself to TheKiddo™ who makes each day a joy, I’m constantly surrounded by women who make my life better. Who make me better. Who inspire me to want to be even better tomorrow.

Perhaps that’s why I don’t find it such a big deal that I’m late posting a little something about Mother’s Day. Each and every day in my corner of BigD is an affirmation of how much the women in my life mean to me.

Don’t worry. Though I am late getting around to this blog post, I wasn’t late calling mom for Mother’s Day. I hope you weren’t either.