My dad wasn't really home a lot when I was younger.
He may have missed some birthdays and holidays, but it was always to make a good home for his family. He had a job to do and he did it.
I love my dad. For his love, for his opinions, for his dedication and determination. I have every reason in the world to look up to him, and I do. I have a dad who gave 27 years of his life to his country. And a dad who decided to return to school to be a nurse, and who has a perfect grade point average on top of it. All the while maintaining a 30 year marriage. I think that's a pretty good role model.