Growing up, my dad and i didn't have the "perfect" relationship. I was the child that was stubborn and hard to talk to. The one who wanted to take the hard road just to prove i could do it on my own, making Life as a teenager was tough. moving out at 19, having my first child at 21, and really having nothing to call my own. when i was 22, my father and step mother had me move back to their home. My dad gave me a job at his metal finishing co. to get myself back on my feet. I had done the normal waitress thing while being on my own, but never had the "real" job before. my dad showed me what it was like to have real responsibility, to earn a real paycheck, to show what my hard work could earn! (and to make it even vetter, i get to work with my dad ecery single day!) He brought me back into the family i had become so distant from. Eventually, i earned enough to move out from my parents home, rent my own place for 6 years, until i was able to buy my own home in Aug. of 2012. I've never had anything of my own. now I've have my own home, car, and two beautiful daughters that keep me going strong every single day! and yes the home and car are material things, but they are the things in my life that get my girls to school, and me to work every single day! if it wasn't for my dad, i don't know where i would be. he has given me the foundation to life that i so desperately needed. i realize what it means to have family, love, and people that want to see me succeed, all because one person believed in me... my dad.