I've talked to my dad every day this week.
At least once.
Today twice.
Yeah... good thing I have such a great one.
... for all the times when I'm tired and confused and hurt and sad.
For all the times when life is just too much.
He listens and encourages and stands up for me along the way.
And this year, this week, today especially... has kinda kicked my ass.
So thanks God, for giving me a father who loves me so well.
... All the time.
... Just because I am his.
And thanks for doing that tenfold for each of your children.
What a gift.
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