tracy-lee.com

My Dad and I never really got along, most of my life my Mom was my favourite parent. He knew it, she knew it, everyone knew it. Just like I knew my brother was his favourite child, he was the golden boy- he could do no wrong. I got blamed for everything. I ran away for about 3 hours, thought that would teach them a lesson, it only taught me a lesson- my Dad has a very short temper. I was 16 and thought I knew it all, I didn't. It was a rare day when him and I wouldn't yell at each other. He was the reason I wanted to move out. I'd push to see how far I could go. I wasn't a bad kid, I just wanted my Dad to show he loved me. Little did I know, he was showing it all along, only in his way not your typical way. My Dad wants what's best for his kids, he pushes us and pushes us. He gets that from his Mom, she's that way too, but she doesn't know when to stop.

I moved out of my parents house almost 2 years ago now. Despite a few months of moving back waiting for the apartment I'm in now. It was the best choice I ever made. My Dad and I were no longer under each other's feet all the time, we didn't argue anymore. We are still stubborn, but we get along now. I'm turning into a Daddy's girl.. 21 years late, but it's happening. I've never loved my Dad as much as I have done this past year. I've always loved him, but now I love him because I want to, not because I have to. I'm a carbon copy of him, only I'm a girl of course. We are stubborn, we like our food the same way, we think about things at the same time and we'll laugh about it. When we give each other a hug, he lightly steps on my toes so I can't get away. He gave me the Montreal Canadiens, I restored his interest in the team. If it weren't for the Canadiens, I don't think my Dad and I would be as super close as we are. We'd be close, of course, but only because I don't live at home anymore. Like I said, it was the best idea I've ever had. I don't have a favourite parent anymore, and my Dad doesn't have a favourite child.