my world turns on this axis

i love my parents.  they are perfect for our family.  they each have a great sense of humor, they're dangerously smart, have fine-tuned their sarcasm to razor-sharp points & possess incredible generosity. to that end, my dad is the most amazing man i know.  i love how his favorite stories have nothing to do with his friends, or his career - instead they are ones that revolve around his family - for me, specifically, ones where he tells me how he used to take me everywhere with him, how we used to watch football together, how he taught me to drink soda from a bottle when i was 2 years old - much to the chagrin of my more conservative asian relatives. grin. he loves hanging out with my brother & my sister too.  sports, shopping (albeit grudgingly), going out for ice cream - it's all about spending time with us.  i sometimes hear about dads who don't have time for their kids, or kids who feel distant from their fathers & i have to be honest, i don't get it.  i have grown up hearing my dad tell us how much he loves us & how glad he is that we're his children.  admittedly, there were a few years when we were teenagers when the popular refrain in our house was, "10 million normal kids in the world, & your mother & i got stuck with you guys."  but we felt exactly the same way about our parents at the time, so it all kind of worked itself out. smile. the bottom line is that i feel safe with my dad.  completely secure.  my feelings are safe - he'll never do anything intentionally to hurt them, my trust is safe - he's never lied to me, my faith in who he is remains safe - his integrity never wavers & maybe most importantly, my admiration for him as the head of our household is safe - he treats my mom with kindness, love, & respect.  i know what marriage done right is supposed to look like. i read somewhere that every girl needs a man in her life who has never let her down, & who never will.  there may be others who will come later, but for me my dad has been the only one who has come before.