You hear it all the time ... "My dad is the best." For many, this is just a figure of speech, but when it comes to my dad, I use this common phrase wholeheartedly and with certainty. It is rare to find the epitome of the best dad, but Bobby Dean McBride is truly (and will always be) the best man I know.
My definition of the "best dad" is one that will sacrifice and do anything for his children. Will put their needs above his while being careful not to spoil them ... teaching them hard work and appreciation for all that he gives them in life.
From the time my brother and I were born, my dad has served as a role model to both of us. I was what many call "an accident" ... a happy accident, of course. My dad was just 20 when I was born, but (he) took on all that he could to ensure I was provided for and that I had a happy upbringing. He was hired as a firefighter for the Clark County Fire Department shortly after I was born and worked to provide the financial support my family needed. He served as a hero through his hard work, and as a loving father through his commitment and compassion in raising his first daughter.
Four years later, my brother Tanner was welcomed into the world, and my dad couldn't be (happier) to have a son! One he could mentor and teach the many lessons in life that his father taught him. He taught my brother and I love and showed us the meaning of true family bonds. I attribute my close relationship with my brother to our parents' loving wisdom and lessons in the importance of family and standard of values.
Growing up, my father taught my brother and me the life lessons needed to succeed as adults, while giving us the world. He was not one to say "no," but he always ensured that we worked hard for what we had and were grateful for what we were given.
However, the one lesson he taught that I am most grateful for is simply: Enjoy life.
This was one thing my dad has always made sure of. From vacations to events to parties, my dad has always made sure that he (and his children) took a step back to enjoy the little (and sometimes the finer) things in life. As my brother and I grow into adults, this was and still is a lesson that has shaped who we have become and attributed to much of our success. To this day, I enjoy and am truly grateful for the wonderful people I have in my life and the way I live to enjoy life.
I truly admire my dad for the lessons he has taught (and continues to teach) us. I also enjoy watching my brother grow into the type of man my dad is. My dad has served as his mentor throughout his life, and my brother is on his way to following in his footsteps in becoming a firefighter. It is truly a pleasure to watch him grow into the man my dad is.
Last but not least, there is one unique aspect of my seemingly macho dad that I am grateful for above all else. He has taught us the importance and the meaning of saying the three simple words, "I love you."
Yes, it may seem corny, but my dad always makes sure to tell my brother and I how much he loves us. I'm not referring to the common goodbye or greeting card "I love you." It is the random ones that really count. When we are sitting on the couch watching a movie and he says, "Hey kids, just want to let you know I love you," or the random text I get with him letting me know how proud he is of me and that he loves me. My dad has done this throughout my life. I've never actually told him how much I truly appreciate this, and I don't even think he realizes he does it. But it means the world to me. It means unconditional fatherly love. It means he is our best dad.
- Savannah McBride