d-day

I love my dad.  He’s one of the funniest guys I know.  He’s also very self-motivated and is a hard worker, two qualities I’d like to think he’s passed on to me (I’m pretty sure I’m right too).   I  really respect him and the wisdom he has, wisdom he’s not afraid to share with me.  He’s challenged me a lot, made me really think about and examine things in my life.  I’m so thankful that he’s encouraged me to not be complacent with where I’m at and encouraged me to question and step outside of my comfort zone.  I felt safe growing  up and a big part of that is because of my dad.  I knew where the boundaries were and knew the expectations.  I also knew he was flexible and willing to hear me out.  I really appreciated the room he gave me to grow, how he allowed me to make my own decisions and treated me like an adult, long before I saw myself as such.  Also, he calls me every Sunday so we can share what happened over the week.  And as long as I can remember, he’s been calling his mom up every weekend, being that he’s the only child who moved over an hour away from her.  Family has always been really important to my dad and he’s proved that time and time again.  I love you, Dad.

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