What my dad means to me
Mr. Flippin’ P. At least this is what my mom calls him. Mr. P is short for Mr. Perfect. If you know my dad, you would know how fitting of a nickname this actually is. In my eyes, there are only two superheroes on this planet, my mom and my dad. Since today is Father’s Day, it is only fitting that I share what my dad means to me (sorry mom).
Ever since I was born, I have always had a strong relationship and friendship with my dad. Being his only son, we did/do everything together. We would wake up on the weekends and go get breakfast, or play football in the back yard, or even just hang out and watch tv together. No matter the day, no matter the time, we were always together. This still carries over to my adult years. If I have any questions or hesitations about becoming an adult, he is always the first person that I go to.
Some of my favorite memories as a kid are sitting at home and watching tv with my dad. See, my mom traveled for work a lot and my two sisters were in college, so this meant that it was just us two. There were many Tuesday nights where we would order a thin crust pepperoni and mushroom pizza from Pizza Hut and just watch Law & Order: SVU until we fell asleep on the couch. This might not seem exciting to some, but these were honestly my favorite times growing up. Maybe this is why I love that show so much and have seen every season at least three times. And no, I am not joking…
My dad is the type of person that will go out of his way to cater to the wants of others before the needs of his own. That’s right, I said the wants of others before the needs of his own. That is just the type of person that he is. There are many examples of this that I can share, but I have one specific example that will show to what extent my dad is willing to go.
Both of my sisters were attending a private college in northern Minnesota. Adara was a sophomore and Kory was a freshman. For each, tuition at the time was around $30,000 per year. While my parents both worked, and worked hard, this was a good portion of their income. That didn’t stop my dad. One of Kory’s best friends had lost her dad at three years old. She was constantly over at our house and was considered a part of the family. Not knowing how she was going to afford college, my dad volunteered to take care of everything. That’s right, this would equate to three kids attending a private college. If he had to come home from work and work a second job to help afford this, he would have done it. That is just the type of person that he is.
This is the man that I want to resemble. I talk a lot about legacy over currency, well my dad is a prime example of this. Everyday that I wake up, I have one goal: to be half of the man that my dad is. If I can achieve this, I will be the second best man on this planet. Seriously, the amount of care and compassion that he shows others, and the impact he has on any person he has ever met is truly incredible.
There is not a more fitting word but blessed. At this point, I am not talking about my dad, but I am talking about myself. I am beyond blessed to not only have you as a best friend, but also as a role model, a hero, and most importantly, as my dad. I truly can’t thank you enough for all that you do and for all that you have taught me. Honestly, I do not know where I would be in this world without you, nor do I want to know. Thank you for all that you do for me, and thank you for being my best friend and my dad. I love you!
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