stubborn as they come.

dad.

something that i love/hate is how stubborn you were.

i got that VERY trait from you.

there were many times in my older years that you and i would have our 'arguments' aka me screaming at the top of my lungs.

i would stomp my feet in protest when you didnt want me to go to that boy-girl party or the many times my friends were heading to a concert without me, but i know that your 'stubbornness' was actually just a dad who unconditionally loved his daughter.

you were so black and white. oh boy were you black and white. most the time it drove me crazy (because we both know im as gray as they come) but im so happy you stood your ground.

i always always knew what you thought was right. and lets be honest... most of the time it was.

i may have hated how right you were then, but now, i couldnt be more thankful.

you were a righteous man, who stood up for what you believed in.

i never questioned your faith.

i never questioned your love.

i am forever thankful for the man who taught me to make good decisions by thinking through them- not just flying by the edge of my pants.... maybe someday ill actually catch on to that one.

i love you dad. i hope your teachin' and preachin' just like you were always doing here.

happy birthday.