OK,
There I was... Just sitting there wondering what to do. So, I decided to take this time to say "Thank You" to someone who doesn't hear those words very often.
Thank You Ren...
For being my wife, for supporting me and being behind me 100% in my career. For raising our daughter (by yourself for most of her life). For working as hard as you do, and caring for us as much as you do.
For those of you who don't know... When Monkey was born, I was not much of a father. I was in the Marine Corps, I was an alcoholic and addicted to a variety of substances which shall remain nameless. I was home from about 3:00 am (after the bar closed) until 4:30 am (when I went back to work). Thank You Ren, for keeping me around.
Scooting along a few years, I was no longer active duty, I overcame my addictions (Thank You Ren, for helping me through and sticking around), and got a job in the oilfield.... Well, when you work an average of 120 hours a week, there's not much time left to do anything with your family. Much less raise a child. I wouldn't be where I am now without her support. Thank You Ren, for being basically, a single mother and raising our daughter and instilling the values and morals worthy of praise.
Now, I only work 6 months a year, I am home every other month, and I am able to know and interact with Monkey. She is a wonderful, funny, smart, clever, etc, etc... teenager.
A lot of people say to me, "You are a wonderful father, look at your daughter, she is such a great kid.."
My reply is always the same... - "The credit goes to Ren... She is the one who has done all of the hard work, and I get to reap the benefits."
I'm not being modest, I'm being truthful. Soooo......
Thank you again, I don't know how I was lucky enough to get you, but I wouldn't want it any other way.
