Thursday, June 17, 2010

The number one man in my life

So, there's this thing I kind of love doing. I thoroughly enjoy showing up at my parent's house at random moments to surprise my Dad. I live about 4 hours away from my parents, so any chance I get to go home, it's really awesome. I've done it once before, for Mardi Gras break. The first time it happened, I even called my Dad on the way and described my plans to go to New Orleans for the few days I had off. His reaction was so priceless. When I finally got there, my Dad was taking a nap. I went into his room and gave him a hug. He did the best double take and got so excited. It was so cute!

Well, the reason I'm telling you all of this is because I was planning to do this same thing for Father's Day this weekend. I was really excited about it, but I realized the other day that I was scheduled to work Friday, so I wouldn't be able to leave until 5. I decided that I wanted to be able to stay for a longer time whenever I was able to go see them, so I'm rainchecking this weekend.

I wanted to write this blog for my wonderful Dad, since I wasn't able to write a card to him in time.

My Dad is a one of a kind type of guy. Family means everything to him. He would do anything for my brothers and I and that's one of the things I love most about him. He has the biggest heart and can make friends with anyone, I'm sure of it. When I am stressed and freaking out about whatever is going on in my life, my Dad can always make me feel better by telling me that no matter what happens, he loves me.

I've written about this before but the thing I love most about my Dad is that, even when I feel the worst about myself , my Dad always tells me that I'm beautiful. One memory sticks out in my mind above any other. This year, one of my guy friends hurt my feelings really bad. I'd been working on feeling more comfortable in my own skin without makeup. There was this one day when I didn't wear makeup and this friend in particular pointed it out in a rather negative way. He didn't mean it, of course, but it made feel pretty crappy for the rest of that day. Throughout the day, I remembered all of the times when I wasn't wearing makeup and my hair was a mess when my Dad would tell me that I was the most beautiful girl in the world.

Our relationship has grown a lot since I came to college and I love that. He is a huge rock in my life and I owe a lot to him for making me the person I am today.

I love you, Dad. Thank you so much for everything.

Your Favorite Child ;)

(The picture is of my Dad and my niece, Jolie)