Most teenagers talk to their friends about how annoying or lame their parents are, which don’t get me wrong, I do sometimes, but I usually don’t. My mom and dad are both the most important people in my life, but this time I’m gonna tell you about my dad. I know for a fact that he is not like most dads. For example: when I’m sitting in the passenger seat of the car, he’ll randomly reach over as fast as he can and grab that area of the leg just above the knee, below the thigh, sending my body into a shock of laughter/pain, if I can’t block his hand fast enough. Who does that? Even though we fight sometimes, it’s the little shenanigans like these that always remind me of how much I love him. You’re probably wondering what the title means right? Well, every time my dad does something like the example I gave above, or obnoxiously shoves me out of the way when he passes me, with my teenage wit I usually respond, “Can you not?!” I’ve found that those three words have become my signature catch phrase when I’m around my dad. He’ll then mock me and reply, “Can YOU not!” when clearly he is the one to blame here.
Now, even when I haven’t done anything at all, if I’m just standing there, and he walks in and sees me, he’ll randomly blurt out, “CAN YOU NOT,” as he continues to do whatever it was he came in the room to do. It’s obnoxious but as I think about it, he always knows how to make me laugh. Another thing about my father is that he has an unusually big heart (figuratively.) Though he is constantly sarcastic, weird, and bothersome, there is a lot more to him than what meets the eye. We’ve never had a lot of money so ever since I was little, he’s always said that if he ever won the lottery or somehow came up with a ton of cash one day, the first thing he would do is rent a big U-Haul truck and fill it with pillows, blankets, and those kinds of things, to pass out to the homeless. It may seem like a small gesture to us, but it could make a world of difference to these people who have nothing and live on the streets. No we’ve never had this kind of wealth, but he taught me to always help people in any way I can and be kind to everyone I encounter throughout my day. One example is cashiers.
Do things like address them by the name on their name tags and ask them how they’re doing even if you don’t know them because most people don’t take the time to do that, and you don’t know what kind of day these people are having. Just a small conversation or compliment can make a huge difference. He always does his best to help people and that’s just the kind of guy my dad is. Ironically, when I was a baby, my dad always wanted more time with me, but I never even wanted to go anywhere with him alone because I was so attached to my mom. See, I grew up in a broken home, going back and forth between parents’ houses because they split up before I was even born. It was, still is, and probably always will be very, very hard.
I realize that my dad could have just left me with my mom and made his life a whole lot easier, like my stepsisters’ dad did them, but he chose not to. He decided to stay through all the court battles and struggles that came with me, and I’ll always be grateful for that. I know that I definitely would not be who I am today without him, and for the most part, I like who I am. Although he’s foolish and seems to be a little bit out of his mind (I’m kidding, of course,) he’s always been there for me through thick and thin as best as he can like a father should be, but doesn’t have to be. For these reasons, he’ll always be one of my heroes, as well as my mom. Even though life with the parents I have isn’t exactly easy, I wouldn’t trade them for the world, and I’ll always love them with all of my heart.