Growing up I was really confused to find out some of my friends didn't have a fatherly figure as amazing as you in their lives. In all honesty, you are pretty incredible and the world's best dad in my book.

Ever since I was little, our relationship has been something unbreakable. From waking up early and taking pictures on a disposable camera while mom was asleep to sending me a card and band t-shirt when things got a little too hard this spring semester, you've always been my best friend. I always knew how lucky I am to have such a close relationship with not only mom but you.

You do nearly everything with me. We go to the mall together and you endure me touching various dresses saying that they're cute but not getting them. You listen to me ramble about makeup even though you believe I am the prettiest girl in the world without makeup. You even walk around Macy's while I try on a new bra then actually care to know why I picked the one I did (which even shocked your work friends). You take me to concerts, sometimes enjoying it more than I do, even being recognized by the band for your mustache. As if you could get any cooler.

You've even earned the term "everyone's dad" in my friend group. Because well, that's who you are. You check in on my friends through Snapchat, sometimes finding out news before I do. You sit down with my best friends and treat them like they really are my sisters and brothers. Even when I'm away at school you talk to my friends, refusing to let any of them feel any semblance of loneliness (and trust me, they all really love you for it).

When I'm away from school I can't help but miss you. Sometimes the days get so frustrating that all I want is a big warm hug from you or for you to tell me a work story that reinforces that I'll be okay. It also gets weird to not come home from school to you having a cup of coffee, but FaceTime mends that gap as much as possible. Although missing you does suck, I'm really glad you give me something to miss and then to look forward to.

Sometimes I wish I could repay you faster. For all those long nights you worked overtime so we could make it to that concert we really wanted to go to. For those times I said something looked nice and the next day you got it for me. For refusing to let me think for a moment I am anything less than amazing and intelligent. For being the best dad a girl could ever wish for.