My Dad is the best person I know.
People will often tell you all the bad things about being a Daddy's Girl. They think Daddy's Girls lack independence and conviction, that they need other people, to confirm things for them because they can't do things themselves. People will say that Daddy's Girls are spoiled and that they don't appreciate the things that are so easily given to them by their fathers. And those people are wrong.
My Dad is the best person I know, because he encourages me to be the best person that I can be.
My Dad is the definition of leading by example, he will never tell someone else to do something that he wouldn't do. When I was younger, that meant cleaning the dishes, putting them away, and taking out the trash. Now that I'm older, that goes so much farther than just keeping the house clean and emptying the bathroom trash can. Today, my Dad encourages me to push myself. He encourages me to be selfless in everything that I do and to always go above and beyond in my work. My Dad has taught to never be satisfied with mediocre. My Dad was the first person who saw things in myself that were great and wonderful and beautiful, and for that I am eternally grateful. My Dad pushes me to be better and work harder every day, because I know that he's doing the same.
When I was younger, I used to think that my Dad was average. That he was good at being a Dad and that he did all of the things that regular Dads are supposed to do. Boy was I wrong.
My Dad is so above average.
My Dad is better than good enough. He is wonderful and I'm so appreciative to have him in my life.
My Dad will be upset with me for writing this, for saying that he is my hero. My Dad refuses to be seen as a hero, he just wants to be my Dad. And that's fine I guess. But at the end of the day, no matter how much he denies it, my Dad will always be my hero.
There aren't enough words to describe how thankful I am to have my Dad in my life, but I figured that this was a start. So thanks, Daddyo. For the endless movies and trips to WingStop/Pluckers. Thank you for the stories and the lessons and for forcing me to watch hundreds of recordings of Mike Freeman, T.D. Jakes, and of course, your beloved E:60 specials. Thanks for memorizing my Cane's, Whataburger, and Taco Bell orders. I hope that reading this made you smile, and maybe even cry a little. But most importantly, I hope that you can look back on it as a constant reminder of how appreciative I am of you and all you've done for me.
Love,
Your Girl
