Somehow I feel especially thankful for my dad today. He always wants to talk to me, asks about my problems and takes time to help me whenever I have a problem with my studies (biology). He's very patient.
When I was little he read millions of books to me. He was the one who taught me how to ride a bike, write my name or swim. I can't remember one instance where he did not have the time to listen to me.
When I grew older I sometimes was annoyed by his constant want to talk to me. When you are a teenager there are a lot of things that are more cool than your old daddy. I rejected him a lot of times. But he never gave up. He still knocks on my door and asks me about my day. Now that I moved out he always picks me up from the station. He always buys me chocolate and sometimes flowers. He sure knows how to treat a woman:) Recently, I even found out how me he knows about love. He has a lot of advice on how to solve problems in a relationship.
God couldn't have gifted me with a better dad.
I don't have a nice pic of my dad on my computer :(
