He had a birthday on Saturday.
He is my favorite man on the planet.
He works so incredibly hard for our family.
He loves my mom.
He passed the type-a, plan ahead, notice every detail gene onto me.
His piano playing is my favorite thing to listen to.
And he turned 612.
I love you Dad. Thank you for always pushing me to be better, for supporting me through this past year of my life and every year before, and for loving me regardless of how depressed or angry or tired or happy I may be.
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