Happy Father's Day

I made a post about my favorite Mom, and now I want to show off my amazing Dad. Read on to find out how my Dad has supported my cosplay journey.

My Dad is an amazing man. He inspires me in so many ways and has taught me so many things. He always wanted me to go into the residential industry, either by construction or drafting. Even when I strayed from his dreams, he still supported me and helped me out when I needed it.

He's very easy going, friendly, and the perfect amount of goofy, and he's never at a loss for a good Dad Joke! He's never been one to get overly enthusiastic about anything, but when I showed him my first cosplay he was super impressed, asked a few questions and barely recognized me as Ninetales!

Ever since then he's never batted an eyelash when I give him a random list of supplies to find on job sites for me. I'm pretty sure I called him one time and asked if he could find me some extra wood glue and insulation foam. The only question he had was "what thickness?"

His job in the residential industry has provided me with so many unique scraps of materials that I've been able to work into my costumes and props. His garage is so full of tools that he lends me when I need them, and his ever so valuable schedule always has an opening to help me out if I need it.

I love being able to get his input on my projects and then show him the final projects. He watched me build Vera from a block of pink foam into a fully detachable prop gun. You should have seen his face when he was holding the gun, turning it over and over, looking at all the details.

I adore those moments and I'm so lucky I get to share them with him. I love you, Dad!

​Unfortunately I write this entry with tears stinging my eyes. My father's father passed away last week. I mention him in this blog not for the attention, or for his relation to my dad, but because of all the gifts he has given me in my life.

My Grandpa has always been an artistic inspiration to me. I remember when I was little and care-free and we would paint together. I would paint a tree, he would paint a better tree, I would learn from him, and my tree would become better.

I always felt a closer connection with my Grandpa because he and I were the only left handed ones in the family with some artistic talent. I will miss him so much, but his memories and legacy will live on with the family.

I love you, Grandpa. I miss you.
Edwin Reichert 1933 - 2016