I just recently got done reading my weekly 'post secret' update..

every sunday i go and read the secrets...today were really interesting seeing they are the fathers day ones. I'm sitting here barely able to correctly type for some odd reason, nyla asleep on my bed, playing music and nearly tearing up at some of these postcards.

It finally clicked. I started to think of how wonderful and amazing and loving my father is. I read multi cards today mostly talking about having their father be proud of them. And then i remembered....the day i realized that no matter what i do, or what i become.. my father will always be proud of me.

Aunt sandy, uncle steve and my extreamly religious grandmother (who raised me and i will love untill the day i die) were in town..we were all upstairs, talking..watching tv. And they brought up the subject of tattoos and body piercings...before they came over i had asked my father if he wanted me to remove my facial piercings..he had told me no so i didnt. Anyways my aunt turns to me and asks if my star tattoos on my chest are real...my dad grabs me smiles and says of course they are! He then begins to show off the rest of my ink, the tattoo on my side, on my neck..and then (what seemed like he was proud) he told them that i was getting another tattoo soon prolly. *laughs* my dad seemed to be so proud of his  mod loving little girl, and he wanted the whole church to know that he didnt mind..

thats the day i realized my father is one of the best men in the world. and i will always absolutely love him more than anything....

thanks dad.

happy fathers day!