To my father, who did it alone

Dear Dad,

Thank you. Those two words are simple but hold such a bigger meaning to me.

Thank you for every sacrifice you have made for this family.

Thank you for fighting for me.

Thank you for choosing to be both a mother and a father.

Thank you for every day you braided my hair and dressed me up.

Thank you for the late nights you worked, so that we were living a happy life.

Thank you for the many, many days you came home bone tired, yet played with us.

Thank you for every laugh you have given me.

Thank you for every memory you have helped build.

Thank you for every birthday party you planned alone.

Thank you for every school event you showed up to and cheered louder than every other parent.

Thank you for kissing every scrape and bruise better.

Thank you for mending broken hearts.

Thank you for supporting me in every decision I have made.

Thank you for loving me through every mistake I have made.

Thank you for pushing me to be the best that I can be.

Thank you for being the person I can confide in, that I can tell anything. (Even if you don't wanna know)

Thank you for giving me a wonderful, beautiful, amazing childhood.

Thank you for making my teenage years fun and exciting.

Thank you for helping me through my crazy twenties.

Thank you for being your crazy, supportive, sometimes hilarious self.

Thank you for allowing me to grow.

Thank you for loving me.