Happy Birthday Dad

Today is my dear old dads birthday.

Sometimes when people talk about their dads, it kinda stings. I forget sometimes..
It's especially painful when my heart is already hurting. It's a moment of, oh you don't realize how good you have it.
That off-handed remark..
The little threat that your dad gives your boyfriend..
Him asking her dad for her hand.

Going to him for advice. 

That damned father-daughter dance.

I'm analyzing. My brain isn't always here. Just now. I get lost in the missing.
His hugs, his laugh, his smell.

But I am reminded that I have a father who loved me fully. I never questioned it. He was always there for me.

My teacher,
my greatest supporter,
my friend.

Some people don't have that at all, ever.

And I had it for 13.5 solid years.

I-will-take-it.