My Dad is two people

My Dad and I are very much alike in many ways
Same school
Same interests
Similar opinions
Same bloodline


But my Dad is two people
He worries about me more than my mother
He was depressed for weeks after i left for college
He is quietly most concerned for my happiness
He thinks about me
He is always there
He would do anything for me
He is first to come get me at the airport

But my Dad is two people
I fight most with him
We disagree on everything
His mistrusts my professional opinion
He criticizes me most
He distrusts my way of life
He picks on the work that I do
Very little is ever good enough

My dad is two people
But i love him. You never realize how much things mean to you until you are away.

I miss you Dad.

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