I remember back when I was in 8th grade, my class went on some kind of retreat for the day. The assignment called for our dads, or guardians to write a letter to the child, that we would read to ourselves that day. I remember seeing all my classmates with pages and pages of writing, but I only had a single torn bit of paper. I was sad and a bit jealous. Then, I read what the piece of paper had said. "I WOULDN'T TRADE YOU FOR ANYTHING IN THE WORLD." It was at that moment, that I no longer felt sad, or jealous, but proud. It took less than ten words for Pa to let me know that I was loved by him. I hold those words close to my heart to this day.