He was my biggest champion when I was growing up. Always there cheering me on pushing me forward and picking me up when I fell down. He is who I held up as the bar when I met someone as I transitioned into the adult world.
Don't get me wrong I wasn't some spoiled princess that had everything handed to me on a plate by my dad. He encouraged me to be my best and didn't accept anything less. A lot of who I am today is because of lessons my dad taught me while we were training some sport I was involved in as a kid(there were a few) or perhaps while rebuilding the engine of my first car. (He felt it was important for me to know how to handle myself and how to stand on my own 2 feet if needs be). I treasure those moments in time now, sometimes recalling a shared joke or when I go to do something I remember an instruction on how to do it
Somehow my dad knew I would need all these lessons to strengthen my character to be ready for the hardness of life some times. The never give up never stop pushing forward and if all else fails kick it or whack it certainly helped me through the hard times with my child's illness.
So yeah I'm a Daddy's girl, He was my teacher and protector he is my hero. It scares me sometimes when I look at him and see how old he is getting. Not ancient, but I can see one day in the future I will be having to say good bye and it scares me So I am going to enjoy being a Daddy's girl for as long as I can♥

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