It's Father's Day. Here's why I love my dad.

For some reason, Father's Day isn't much of a big deal as Mother's Day. It's pretty sad but I don't care because I didn't give a damn about these International Days of unnecessary celebration. I care more about birthdays than these days, and that's why my dad and I had a minor disagreement this morning. He asked for a present and I not so nicely told him to wait until his birthday.

My dad and I were never on excellent terms. From the moment I became a teenager, he became too protective and it was pretty irritating. I wasn't allowed to have friends come over, most especially males and even when my brothers had their friends over he made a huge fuss over it. I didn't like him in the beginning because he wasn't rational, still isn't very rational but I learnt to avoid him and have peace.

When I got older, we got on sour terms because he wanted my life to go on his terms. I told him that would never happen and that caused another rift in our relationship. He's quite strong-headed and so am I so he doesn't back down and I don't either. We just refused to stay around each other.

My dad isn't a great listener and that made things difficult for both of us. He hears only what he wants to hear and doesn't hear what doesn't suit him. I don't like being questioned so when he and I clash with our flaws, it's never pretty.

In all these, he's a great dad. He played the role of a dad and did all that he could to ensure that we never lacked. My dad is the ATM, my mom is the card. He holds the cash and she spreads it. He also loves deeply but doesn't know how to express love. I can blame this on the era he was born in so I hold nothing against him. He's playful but his playfulness is hardly appreciated or accepted by me. I don't know why but I always take him seriously and get mentally ready for a fight because that's almost all he and I do.

Recently he has become understanding and accepting of my life decisions. He no longer tries to control me and I noticed that he asks questions and listens to understand. I don't know how it happened but he just came to this realisation that I'm tackling life the best way I can and he can't tell me what to do because he no longer understands the world we live in.

I'm not about to paint my dad as that fairytale perfect father. He's not without his flaws but he is a good man. He is kind and I know he would give me the world if he could afford to and for all he has done for me, he knows I appreciate them.

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