My dad is a super hero. No, seriously--he can do anything. Over the years, he has "rescued" my brothers and I from whatever "monster" was threatening us, never once laughing at how trivial or silly that monster really was. For example, hen I dropped one of my favorite earrings down the drain, of course I could count on Dad to take the pipes apart and find it for me. Not only that, but he did all this without ONCE complaining about my carelessness.
Dad has driven us all over the country on family vacations, and has never once complained when we needed to stop at ANOTHER rest stop to use the bathroom. He never missed a band concert, a ballet recital, or an open house at school. When I registered for the Disney Princess Half-Marathon, I knew without even asking that my dad would come to Florida and get up before dawn to accompany me to the starting line and cheer for me in the crowds. My dad is a meat eater for sure, but when I moved back in with my parents after college, he learned how to make tofu, quinoa, and protein-rich veggie soups. We have "vegetarian friendly" stuffing at Thanksgiving now, and black bean burgers are ALWAYS in the freezer. He even tweaked and re-tweaked a recipe for French Onion Soup until it was both vegetarian AND delicious--no easy feat!
When any of us needs anything, we never have to ask more than once. Most of the time, Dad is already thinking ahead of us, doing things for us without us even having to ask. For example, I got the keys to my apartment Wednesday, and by Thursday morning Dad was already there steam cleaning the carpets and putting a fresh coat of paint on the walls. Please don't think I'm spoiled or lazy--I didn't ask Dad to do those things. But that's the kind of person he is, always thinking about his family and taking care of us without us even having to ask.
This postcard from today's Postsecrets says it all--