My dads are very different people. One is very quiet and straight-faced, the other is always laughing along with the family. One is the typical sports guy, the other is into comic books and video games. The one thing they share in common is the fact that they are both people I love.
My father is the quiet sports guy I mentioned above. As someone who cannot find time to stop talking, it's harder to communicate with him. Instead, many a car ride are spent without speech or consist of one-sided talking. Not seeing him often due to school activities increases my own irritability at the lack of sound. However, whenever he walks us to the beach, comes into our room just to sit down and say hello, or checks up on how we are, I can tell he cares, even if he doesn't say it. He makes sure to keep up on what activities I am a part of and tries to make it to each and every one. That is why, despite any shortcomings, I can say he is amazing.
My step-father, AKA Joey or Jo Bro, is a man who has been in my life since I was two-years-old. He is more verbal with me as he knows my personally slightly better than my father does. He works late most nights so seeing him is, while more common than my father, a pleasant surprise. He is one of those people who gets irritated when he feels like people don't need to know everything he's thinking, but it's a laughable trait. Unlike my father, he has less time to come see choir and drama performances, but he always makes sure to leave a note for me that he's rooting for me or that he's wishing me good luck. While Joey is not my father, he has been around almost as long as my biological one has, so I consider him my second father in every single way.
I am extremely lucky to get two dads that love me the way they do, whether or not they say it. For those dads out there who try their hardest, even when they have no clue how to go about doing it, I say thank you. Thank you for the laughs, the advice, the random actions, and the apparent willingness to attack any person who hurts me or my brother.