Daddy, you were the best father a girl could ever have!
You taught me to take care of myself, so I would always have someone I could count on.
You taught me that I could do anything that I put my mind to, then you set me free to try.
You taught me to be strong, even when it hurts...a lot!
You taught me that sheetrock can be cut and folded in half, as long as I don't tear the backing (an important lesson that proved useful many times!)
You taught me that protecting your family requires a strong backbone, and sometimes a 2x4!
But most of all, you taught me that a life well lived is a life worth living.
On January 3, at 1:55 am, I lost my hero.
On January 3, at 1:56 am, I felt the weight of your cape fall squarely on my shoulders.
I just hope I'm worthy, daddy.