Why I Love My Father

This is for my dad, to lift him up when times are hard.
1) When my mother became pregnant with me, my father devoted himself to working to provide for her and his new family, i.e. Me. My mother has never had to work away from her children or worry that bills weren’t being paid. He has given her time and space to take care of us, which led to me having a wonderful relationship with my mother and made me the person I am today.
2) My father is responsible. He always pays his bills on time. When he makes mistakes, he never asks anyone else to cover for him.
3) My father is generous. When someone is in need, my father gives.
4) My father loves God. He studies the Bible, and books about theology. He takes what he learns and applies it to his life.
5) When he is in need, emotionally, or physically, he turns to God.
6) He is fun. When I was a kid, we did a lot of fun things, like camping, going to movies, and museums.
7) He takes people seriously, rather than patronizing them. When I was a girl, my dad would always take me shopping. We would go car shopping or computer shopping, and he would be teaching me to whole time. The car stuff didn’t stick, but I owe my love of computers to him. I treasure those memories - I remember some of them specifically, like when we went to a computer store and bought the Tandy PC, which I used the crap out of until we bought our Windows Multimedia machine in Texas. Good stuff.
8) When I was 15, my dad listened to my mom’s vision and let us start adopting kids. Now, that has brought a lot of trials and tribulation into the house, but it is truly something of God - lives that belong to Him that could have fallen to the wayside. There are not a lot of men out there who would open their home to so many children from such different backgrounds, but my Dad saw that my mom’s desire came from God.
9) Then he worked harder than ever to support the growing family.
10) My father is real. When he makes a mistake, he says he is sorry.
11) My father is wise. When I was growing up, I idolized him, a bit. I listened to every bit of wisdom he tried to pass on to me. He would probably be surprised by how much I remember. Now that I am an adult, I realize that he is not God, but I see him as someone who really thinks about life, and listens to wise people, and passes on what he has picked up.

There’s probably a lot more, but I am finding it hard to put into words why my Dad is so great. The main thing is, he has always been there for our family. He’s a good provider and a good person. He’s feeling a lot of stress right now so I just want to say - I love you, Dad. You’re a good father. Keep your chin up!