Dad
My dad inspires me in so many ways, and a lot of it comes from the way we’ve grown together over the years. He’s always been the person I could count on, even when I was younger and didn’t fully understand everything he did for me. Now that I’m older, I see how much effort he’s put into being someone I can trust, and that means everything to me. One of my favorite things about our relationship is how he always makes time for me, even during the busiest days. Whether it’s late-night talks in the kitchen, car rides where we end up talking about life, or those random moments when he checks in just to make sure I’m okay, he has this way of making me feel like my thoughts and feelings actually matter.
Our relationship has been shaped by the moments when he helped me through things I didn’t think I could handle. Whenever I’ve had bad days, disappointments, or times when I just felt overwhelmed, he’s been the person who sits with me, listens, and somehow makes everything feel a little less heavy. I don’t think he realizes how much those moments have strengthened me. Even the advice he gives, sometimes simple, sometimes deep, has become a big part of who I am. He’s patient when I don’t want to hear it, gentle when I’m upset, and honest when I really need it. I catch myself remembering his words in the most random moments, and it’s like he’s still right there guiding me.