I don't thank you nearly enough for everything you do.
After all of the heartache I had faced from my biological father, you swooped in like a superhero and rescued me from all my dark days.
Because of you I'm strong enough to carry the baggage he left me with and move on with my life.
I finally have the family I've dreamt of since I was a little girl. You treat me as if I'm your own flesh and blood, and for that, I'll forever be grateful.
No one asked you to love me like this. You've seen me at my lowest, when I'm a mess of emotions and you've never once given up on me.
You showed me I'm worth it. I know the type of love I deserve and if it's anything less than how you love me, I don't want it.
I can accomplish anything, well as long as I keep my head out of my ass, but without you I would've already given up on myself.
You’re the strong “I can kick your ass in a heartbeat if you mess with me or my family” type of stability I need in my life.
But every so often we get to see that other side of you… That big soft teddy bear side.
The side that wraps his arms around me when all I need is a hug. The side that's always open to let me vent when I'm way too overwhelmed by the chaos of life.
Honestly, I can't thank you enough for all the things you do for me. You're the best father a daughter could ever want.
I know that no family is perfect, and we all have our fair share of problems, but I honestly wouldn’t trade our family for anything.
And a big part of that is because of you being part of it.
