To my amazing, wonderful father. For guiding me through all of the rough times in my life and bringing me to the sunshine on the other end. Where would I be without your wisdom, guidance and advice? You have molded me into the woman I have become through your love and never ending support, showing me that it's what's on the inside that counts, and that good character and strong, unwavering morals trump all. You showed me that money doesn't matter, that love and laughter beat dollar signs any day, and starting each day with a smile makes everything better.
Here's to you dad - thank you for everything. Everything. For taking us fishing to catch Ol' Sam. For teaching me about the different types of screwdrivers. For showing me how to fix things and rely on myself. For insisting that mom let us go to Camp Longhorn. For letting us put toilet paper all over the War Wagon (on second thought, I'm not actually sure you were aware this was happening...) For the hundreds of foot rubs you have given me from 5 to 25 years old. For coming to my dance recitals and cheering me on at soccer and field hockey games. For helping me perfect my softball throw. For watching me do my ten thousandth back flip on the trampoline, even when it was overtime in the Cowboys game and you were missing it all. For climbing rock faces with me in New Mexico and deciding the best approach to take when faced with a herd of wild Bighorn Sheep. For my beautiful pink roses every birthday. For listening to all of my problems - whether I was concerned about how to sell enough boxes of Camp Fire Girl candy, or calling from college needing advice about a boy - and making me feel like I was the most important person in the world at that moment, and that you would do anything you could to help. For teaching me true patience, understanding, and acceptance. For always always having time for us no matter how busy you were. And, maybe most importantly, for telling me you loved me every single day.
You have been a more wonderful father than you could ever imagine, Dad. Even during all those days and months and years when you had to travel, you never left my heart. You have really, truly always been there for us, and I love you so much for that. I am the luckiest girl in the world to get you call you my dad.
And now, thank you for being such an amazing Pop to Big Squish. He doesn't know how lucky he is yet....actually, I think he does.
Have I told you today that you're my #1 Dad? And have I told you today that you're the Hershey's Chocolate Syrup with Bluebell Homemade Vanilla Bean Ice Cream of my life with sliced strawberries and Kahlua? And have I told you today that if I could have any dad in the whole wide world to be my dad that I'd choose you? Well I would....and don't you forget it.
I love you.