As Father's Day is right around the corner, I'd like to give a shout out to the one man that has always had my back. This year I won't be around to celebrate Father's Day with you and the family, which sucks. But I know you know that even though I'm in Guatemala with family, I am celebrating you and thanking you for being in my life.

At not even a year old I knew you were my dad. There was that special connection between us that later brought you and Ma together.

I know I can be an annoying pain in the ass, especially when I'm being super bitchy. So thanks for putting up with all my crap for almost 20 years. I honestly do not know how you do it. You deal with four girls in the house. I can't even imagine what goes through your head sometimes when we're all being moody. I know you shake your head and tell us that we're crazy, but what else goes on up in there?

I want to thank you for being one of the best people in my life. For never giving up on me. For always encouraging me and pushing me to be my best and to live up to my fullest potential. For being the good cop. For being there when I need you. For keeping me sane. For working hard to give not just me, but my sisters and mom the best life we could have.

Thank you for sharing your love of history with me. Thank you for the corny dad jokes that you tell. Thank you for being the geeky dad that you are. I wouldn't know my superheroes or the different universes without you. Thank you for driving me back to Stony Brook every time I come home, even if you don't want to. Thank you for every little thing you do for me, even if I don't realize it.

My two dingbat sisters and I are thankful for you and appreciate you with all our hearts.

Guess you could say that you did live up to your fullest potential after all—you became the best dad a girl could ask for.

Love you always,

Liz