We offered to take my dad out for a nice Father's Day dinner.

But he insisted on staying home, saying he had 'important business' to attend to in the garage... which turned out to be labeling his zip ties by length.

My dad's most consistent Sunday afternoon activity was falling asleep in his favorite recliner, often with a newspaper draped over his face.

I used to think he was just catching some Z's, but looking back, it was his quiet way of always being present, anchoring our home. He was our rock, even when he was napping.

Dad's been working on the same home improvement project for months

I'm starting to think his idea of 'completion' is just being able to find all the tools he needs to finish it

I asked my dad what he truly wanted for Father's Day this year.

He just sighed dramatically and said, "Peace and quiet... and someone to stop touching the thermostat."