My Biggest Supporter

Deciding on a first blog post was pretty difficult. But once I really thought about it, I knew what I wanted to write about. 

My dad.

When I told him to go check out how cute my blog is

but that nothing was posted yet he said,

"I put it in my favorites so that I can look at it 

everyday

to see what you're doing."

Ha, yeah hopefully I remember to post even twice a month.

My dad is my biggest supporter and to be honest my best friend. I couldn't have asked for a better dad.

When I told him I wanted to stop going to school and do something else, I'm sure it wasn't a reaction that most parents who were pretty much paying for their kids tuition would say. 

He told me that I could stop and that school wasn't for some people and that I was one of the ones it wasn't for, but that I needed to find something I loved that didn't require a degree..

So I found a job being a live-in nanny...in Sweden. 

He's so excited for me, but I'm sure he's just as equally (or more) nervous and just doesn't tell me.

I love him and definitely would not be where I am without him. So, yeah. Whoever is reading this should 

definitely be jealous that "Big Jim" isn't their dad. 

Cause I'm sure grateful he's mine.