Dear Dad,
I probably don't tell you enough how much I love you, and I probably don't thank you even nearly enough for the lessons you've thought me, the work you do, or the many selfies of you I have found on my phone. So I decided to write you this letter. We've definitely been through tough times. Teenage years when you decided to up and move the family to the other side of the world for your job. 15 year old me honestly thought I would never forgive you. You sat on the stairs in Granny's house the night before we got on the plane and sang "Iris" to me while I cried. But as time has gone on, and I'm starting my own first big girl job, I understand why you and mam made the decision, and I forgive you. Fast forward a few more years and I don't know how many times I almost crashed your car while you tried to get me ready for my drivers test, I brought home a boy or two that your weren't the slightest bit impressed with (glad I found one I think we all approve of), and you've gave me a hard time about interviews, grades, bills, and hangovers. But I know that it's all out of love. I know that you are just trying to teach me all of life's important lessons and help me to grow into a smart and independent young lady! Thank you Dad, and I hope so far I am making you proud!
Thanks for also being the biggest eegit I know, Dad. Like I said, my phone is full of selfies you and mam like to send me out of the blue and you constantly laugh and joke with me (or more so at me when I don't think before I speak or complain that the real world is actually really stressful). Even though I've moved out and I'm growing up fast, I was still always be your little girl (and your favorite child, don't tell the boys).
Thanks for everything Dad, I'll always love you as big as the world.