My father and I have never been exactly close. It’s not that we don’t care for each other it’s just that my parents were divorced and sometimes it was just easier if we didn’t make it a point to visit.

Some days now though I regret that. It bothers me that the only contact we have is the constant games of Words with Friends that we play together.

Except, the other day I was having a rough time and sent him a message – I love you.

That was all it took.

He was there for me. He knew right then that something was wrong and he needed to be there for me.

It made me start to think of all of the times that he was just there when I needed him. No, we’re not close in a traditional sense – we’re both very busy and hate phones – but I know without a doubt that he loves me and if I need him, he’ll be here.

THANKS DAD!!