HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAD!
Today is my dad’s birthday. It’s not just a birthday though, it’s his 50th birthday! One of my best friends, my rock, and the best dad in the entire world has been on this earth for 50 years and not a day goes by that I don’t think about how lucky I am to have him in my life. I truly wish this man the best birthday ever.
It is no secret that I am a daddy’s girl. In fact, my dad and I use to go on father-daughter trips every year together. It started when I was about 5 and we would go camping together. We both love the outdoors and are pretty adventurous people so we always had tons of fun and got to spend some amazing quality time together. When I was about 4 or 5 I told my dad I wanted to visit the Eiffel Tower. There was just something about the lure of Paris that I think every girl experiences and he told me that when I turned 16 he would take me there. One thing about my dad: he is a man of his word.
At 16 years old my dad whisked me away to Paris, London, Edinburgh, Rome, and Venice. We had an awesome three and a half weeks together and the memories from that trip will last a lifetime. It was the best trip of my life and I don’t think I could ever thank my dad enough. I think we need a 5-year-reunion trip, eh dad?
My dad and I are very alike. I think the first thing people would say is that we are both very sarcastic. I learn from the best. Another similarity is our mutual love for adventure. My dad and I both love roller-coasters and hiking and cycling and white water rafting and traveling… and we get along doing all of those things! My dad may be 50 now but he is always ready for the next adventure!
He even taught me how to shoot a gun. He regrets it now, not because I shot my foot off or anything, but because I won’t stop asking where the closest shooting range is and when our next shooting date is. It was way too fun.
My dad also doesn’t mind looking a little silly. He doesn’t get easily embarrassed and he isn’t afraid to be himself. I knew he was the first person I would ask to go with me when I saw that Edmonton had River Valley segway tours. We had a blast
even though we looked like dorks!
My dad can’t run because of his knee issues but he loves to cycle. He injured his knee during a police training camp, repelling off of a building. Since that time he has had multiple surgeries, screws, scopes, and doctor’s appointments, but that hasn’t stopped him from being active. He bikes every day, usually on the stationary bike at work because it is winter for 10 of 12 months a year in Canada, goes to spin classes, rows, hikes, and does some strength training. Major fitness inspiration right in my home.
I don’t know if I am actually a Habs fan or if I would just be kicked out of the house if I wasn’t.
If you can’t tell, I freaking love my dad and I hope his next 50 years are as wonderful as his first 50. He is the best dad, husband, and friend and I love spending time with him.
Aaaaaand, my favourite picture that I post everywhere as much as I can…
Happy Birthday Dad.
I love you.