Pops

Today is my Dad's birthday.

I'm so happy he's my dad.

Growing up I was very stubborn (I say I get it from him) and he and I fought all the time. Every morning in high school he would come in my room, turn on the light and yell, "wake up!" I would lay there until the very last minute... usually meaning I was flying out the door with wet hair to make it to school on time. 

I'm very fortunate that he has taught me a lot about life, hard work and yes... most of time he is right. 

Love you, Dad.