Sometimes you really drive me up the wall and you’re never, ever serious with me. And sometimes I need you to actually be a supportive parent rather than a friend. I also wish you wouldn’t doubt me, especially in terms of trust. That one time you thought you handed me a twenty instead of a five will always be stuck with me even if you’ve forgotten about it. Just makes me think that you don’t trust me one-hundred percent. 

But that’s okay, I still love you.
I really couldn’t ask for a better father. 

Love,
Jess