My father.

People tell me again and again that my father and I are the most alike. I didn't like hearing that growing up. I wanted to be nothing like him. I hated the flaws that I see in him because I have them in me. Our relationship is one of the hardest to navigate but also the most rewarding. He never stops working and doing things even on his time off. I wonder where I got that from? He is constantly worrying about this and that. Here he is fixing a watch that he wants me to have. We have been building a camping truck bed together this break. He is really funny and loves to tell stories. He loves me the most and he is my father and I am my father's daughter.