Because of my Dad I have webbed toes. Two webbed on each foot, just like him.
Because of my Dad I love camping. Being outside makes me feel more free and more myself.
Because of my Dad I bargain hunt. I love looking into the clearance shelves and trying to find something cool. One time I found a microwave.
Because of my Dad I try to have empathy for people I don’t know. Some people aren’t forthcoming with their histories and that’s okay.
Because of my Dad I believe in second, third, and fourth chances. If something is worth it, it is worth going back for.
My Dad and I drink coffee the same (excessively) we play BananaGrams the same (competitively) and we love each other the same (a lot). Of course I get frustrated with him. I tell him things like ‘get to the point’ and ‘ugh’. But I love him and I am glad that he’s my Dad.