Father, who God prepared for me

Daddy changes a lot these years. He pays a lot of attentions in his health. He reads, jogs, and talks more than ever. He reads a lot of self help books (well, although he enjoys more in buying and reads only half of each). He lives positively and really makes me proud of him. On my birthday, we had lunch together. We were talking about his retirement. It's the first time he told me he really worries about my financial status and health condition. He wants to see me happy, healthy and wealthy. Thanks God for giving me a father. Giving me a reason to live well, to take good care of myself and to live positively so he shouldn't need to worry about me. I may not be able to be a brilliant daughter. But I can be a happy and healthy one. At least I try my best to.