My dad is my number one supporter in everything. I have him to thank for most of the things which have gone right in life. He's the man that bought me ice cream after my first heartbreak. He's the man that, when I was in third grade, let me watch Stephen King's “IT” and had to lay in bed with me for two weeks. Now I hate clowns. I was told there was a remake of this movie, I will not be seeing it at all in this lifetime what so ever.
One of the things I've learned was conquering my hardships head on. Don't put off your challenges for later, 'cause they'll only build up. The second thing I've learned was how to balance a checkbook. Something I'm still very bad at, but hey, I'm learning.
My dad showed me that a true man doesn’t care about makeup on a girl, but what makes her tick and how she thinks. It's sad to think that I’m going to be 18, and leaving him behind. Given I will be with my grandparents and only an hour away I think I'll miss him more than he and my brother will miss me combined he's my rock, my best friend but also the only person who know that if you give me ice cream I won't hate you that much anymore
My dad has been my best friend ever since my mom passed, and I don’t tell him how much he means to me enough. He’s a gentleman, and any girl would be lucky to have him as a father, I just happen to be that lucky girl who does.
My dad's not a knight in shining armor, but more of a technical nerd with the entire world's Wi-Fi passwords; and as a writer, I'd rather have him, than some silly old guy on a horse. Besides, I'm allergic to horses, so that's probably for the best. However no matter what he wears the guy I end up with had better have at least most of the wifi passwords or else we won't be working out.
My dad's a badass. I mean, who else has a dad who's got a black belt, and sung along at a Taylor Swift concert? That's right, just mine. 'Cause he’s badass. He may not see it, but he is.
He has lost a lot these past few months and he still is able to get up go to work and come home with a smile on his face. Of course, as his kid I annoy him and listen to him very rarely, I still admire him as a person but as my dad more than anything. I hope that he just knows that after being my dad for 18 years, I wouldn't have wanted anyone else to be my dad.
So, thanks, Dad, for teaching me what a man should look like; and that I don't need a silly boy to be happy. As long as you’re in my life, I’ll be a rockstar, just like you. I can't wait for the adventures to come.
