My dad

Father's Day was yesterday.  It always makes me jealous of my friends who can visit their dad because I haven't been able to do that for a long time now.  Him moving to New York around this time certainly didn't help.

My dad and I are very alike.  We have the same thoughts, same habits (good & bad), and we even look alike - just look at our hands and feet.  I think we have the same smile, too.  Anyways, I miss this man dearly.  I know he is probably spending every minute unpacking and mowing the gigantic lawn whenever it stops raining.  I feel bad I am not there to help or to have a cold beer with him.

I really can't thank him enough for everything he has done.  He taught me how to drive, tutored me in math, answered every time I needed something, got me out of lots of troubles, called me just to say hi... And I can name more infinitely.  He seemed to know everything and had answers to every bizarre question I have.  I call him 'genius.'  I'm sure all dads out there are wonderful, but I'm not certain if there is anyone more caring, supportive, thoughtful than my dad.  He has anchored my life thus far and taught me how to live an independent, fulfilling life.  It's a small token of appreciation, but I hope this shows you how much I love you.