conqror As far as I'm concerned, you are my dad. You introduce me as your own, you provide for me when I need you and even when I think I don't need you, you are always there for me no matter what you're doing. You pay for stuff, you take me places, you listen to me cry, you check on me, you know my friends. You were at all of my graduations, plenty of my events. You support all of my endeavors. I'm not sure what I was doing before I met you, but it doesn't even matter. I thank you for doing what my biological father never did. I thank you for being so patient with me. I have never ever called anyone 'Dad'. No one, except you. And it's weird because all of my mother's previous guy friends wished that I would've given them that title. And here you are, simply great friends with my mother and nothing more/less and I feel comfortable enough to call you Dad. I take pride in that. You never fail to remind me how beautiful and talented and capable I am. And I need that type of reassurance even if I don't show it or express it. I love you so much for being so present in my life. I never realized how much I needed that until I received it. I love you Dad. Happy Fathers Day.