His real name is Morgan, of course, and I was named after him (little known fact- my full name is Morgan Allyn Francis Brown). It is such an honor for me to be his namesake that I could not possibly bring myself to drop that part of my name when I got married...so I just have four names. A lot of people think he is quiet, and that may be true, but it is in the absolute best of ways. When he speaks his words are purposeful and full. Of knowledge. Of kindness and thoughtfulness. Of encouragement. He is one of the first people I will call about anything, good or bad, happy, sad, or crisis. He knows how to fix almost every problem, I am pretty sure. He is extremely giving of himself, and rarely does anything that isn't for someone else. If you drop in on any given day, he is going to be busy washing dishes, riding bikes or scooters with my sisters, working hard on a project for the house, or holding on to my boys. He has this way with them. They adore him and listen to everything he tells them to do, without question. They are quieted almost automatically when he holds them, and he can get them to sleep when they are fighting it, without fail. Daddy's faith and his constant desire to grow as Jesus would have him to is inspiring. He reads emotions like it is a second and fluent language for him. And he dates my momma and loves her much much more than the day they got married 28 years ago. He sets the best example of love and how to not just maintain it- but grow it- through their marriage. My daddy is a man of habit, but it's actually a really good thing. Sure, he eats the same meal every time you visit a restaurant, and he does the same thing every morning. But he is also such a stable and sure element in our family because of his habitual nature. You can count on him. He is our rock. Daddy loves being outside, vanilla lattes or black coffee, my momma's cooking, and family time.
Happy (late) Father's Day, Daddy! We sure are thankful for you.