Growing up, I adored my father. He worked at the city water plant in Chicago, and no matter how tired he was after work, he would come home every day and spend quality time with me and my brother, Craig.
He and my mother saved and sacrificed and poured everything they had into me and Craig, because they were determined to give us the kind of education they could only dream of.
Now that I'm a mother, that's something I think about all the time -- making sure that our kids have the best possible opportunities to fulfill their potential.
I think if my dad was with us today, he'd be so proud of Barack and how he's raising our two girls. And I think he'd be proud of the world my husband is working to leave behind for our girls, and for all our sons and daughters.
As we think with gratitude about the father figures in our own lives over the next few days, I hope you'll join me in wishing Barack a Happy Father's Day:
Y'all I am livid! My world is upside down! How can what used to be do good feel so bad? Ugh! I am lying next to a fine piece. This ninja got a lick-me allover body that's chiseled to perfection;…Continue