My dad was never around, determined to be different for my kids

My old man was a ghost. Worked all the time or was out doing his own thing. Never went to my games, never knew my friends, never prayed with us. I'm 38 now and it still stings. But honestly it lit a fire in me to be present for my three kids. I coach my youngest's baseball team, I eat dinner with them every night we can, and we pray together before bed. Last week my 11 year old said 'Dad, I'm glad you're here.' That might sound small but it broke me down in the best way. Just wanted to share that being there really does matter.