Fathers Day

So I have been sitting here trying to think of something to blog about for Fathers Day...
and I can not think of anything appropriate to write... Its not because I can not think of any stories about my Dad because I have stories upon stories I could talk about.. Like from remembering him playing softball with me every summer to learning so many random facts about any place we would ever visit. To thinking that I have the most amazing understanding dad in the whole world. From seeing the love in his eyes every time he holds or plays with Aidan to feeling safe and protected from the whole world when he hugs me..
There are those times that I think back on wonder if I would it have made through them without my dad.. Like sitting on the end of my bed crying because the boy I like does not even know I exist and him coming in and putting his arm around me and making me see that any guy would be lucky for me to like him, then there were those times when my heart really was broken and I didnt want to go on... he made me realize that I have so many people in my life who love me with him on the very top of the list. and sitting home in bed when I broke my back, when I was on bed rest when pregnant with Aidan he definitley kept me entertained. No matter what he had to do.
One of my dads most amazing qualities is that he can make anyone feel comfortable no matter what the situation is. He was the most amazing dispatcher for that reason. When he took a different position the state lost their best dispatcher they have had and will ever have. He just has one of those voices that make you feel like everything is going to be okay even when you can see the walls falling down around you.
The reason I am struggling with writing something is because every time I start to think about him I begin to cry. I really have been blessed with an amazing father.. He understand so many things I go through. He listens when I need to talk, and he can always make me laugh when I need to smile. He also can say Trista I think you are being ridiculous, and then wether or not I take his advice, he still is there standing beside me saying "I love you, we will make it through this."
Thinking about my dad makes me look towards the future. He has in him so many qualities that I want my future husband to have.. Number one unconditional love for his family... everyone knows me and my brother have given him some stress and I have never one day of my life doubted that he loves me... Number two.. He is the hardest worker I have ever known.. He is the first one up and gone in the morning and the last one to come home at night. He doesnt take a day off unless he has no other choice. Number three like I mentioned above when he hugs me I feel so safe like nothing can happen to me.. Number four.. he is by far the funniest guy I know...Anyone who knows him knows this is true... These are just a few but I do know that the future man of my life has some pretty big shoes to fill..
I guess the number one reason I am not sure what to say about my dad is because there is no word defined yet to describe him other than Amazing and no word yet to say the way I feel other than Love and neither of those words seem to do him or my feelings for him justice.
I love you dad. Thank you.