To you,

whom I was close to hating for all the rules,
for keeping me locked in come day or night,
for suspecting me capable of mischief which im really capable of,
for the gazillion ear shattering scoldings
and the once in a while poke in the head,

You really had the makings of being the most wonderful, if not the best.

We have our own list of shortcomings and maybe we'll never meet halfway but I know you have reasons that I'm never capable of understanding in my naivete and stubborness. I just have to trust that everything you do for me, reasonable or otherwise in my viewpoint, is all because of love.

I LOVE YOU PAPA.