Fathers- our protectors. The ones who provide for us. The ones who know how to discipline, but also know how to goof around and take a chill pill. They’re the ones we run off to when Ma is being unreasonable, and teach us lessons that sometimes Ma can’t teach.
Never, ever feel guilty because you’ve earned it.
It’s never about how you respect the higher authority; it’s about how generous you are with people who can’t afford what you can.