When I saw the title of your post, I felt this is what about what you read in the "power of a smile " by @kevinnag58, I did not know a comment had inspired this too.

My mum used to raise a prayer topic whenever we are praying for dad, and she used to say in our native language, it goes like this "When the head of the shepherd is cut off, the sheep disperse, and goes astray"

This prayer to us meant God should protect our daddy because if something happens to him, it could literally mean our lives is over. My dad had been supportive right from the beginning. He made sure we had everything from a good place to live to basic amenities.

Dad makes sacrifices that I could not imagine another human does. And in my dad's world, Love is spelled S-A-C-R-I-F-I-C-E

Like your dad, my dad got his from the fact that grandad wasn't supportive. Grandmum had to literally send all of us to school by herself. She worked many jobs just to feed them, clothe them, and ensure they went to school. Granddad was only concerned about himself, his money, his lottery

It took a lot for rDad to accept religion and God and watching the scenes of your life repeat in mine, I am moved to accept that all you said is true

Fatherhood doesn't terminate the place of motherhood, it builds and transforms it.