Dear Pops,
Every year when I mention my birthday is around Father’s Day someone always says, “Oh, you were a nice gift for him then.” But I think they’re wrong. I was the lucky one to share my birthday with Daddy Day.
There is no doubt that you’re my favorite parent, the best person to contact in case of an emergency, the one I call for all of life’s debacles and every single time you have never failed me. Maybe that’s what parents are meant to do, but no words can even express how much I admire you and how much you’re just the coolest Dad in the entire world!
From teaching me how to write, to ride by first bike and eventually how to drive. You’ve supported my move to Melbourne in 2009, even though you didn’t think it was a good idea to begin with. You’ve helped me move – several times – throughout the years, knowing all to well that it isn’t my forté. You’ve given good advice and spoken your peace when it comes to a stupid and worthless ex of mine. You’ve given me countless laughs and boundless love that can only be shared between a daughter and a father.
From the bottom of my heart – THANK YOU – for being my Father. I know that a lot of girls say this to their dads, but you really are the most amazing Father in the entire world! Thank you for all your dad jokes and just being the coolest dad there is.
I LOVE YOU!
Dad and I (circa 1986) my 2nd birthday
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