I was going through some old family photos with my dad on Father's Day

and he pointed to a picture of me as a kid and said, 'You know, this is my favorite photo of you – it's the only one where you're not asking me for money.'

I asked my dad what his secret ingredient was for the perfect Father's Day BBQ

He said it was a dash of love, a pinch of patience, and a whole lot of lecturing about how I'm doing it wrong

I decided to go through some old family videos with my dad on Father's Day

and he cried during the part where I learned to ride a bike, but not because he was proud – he just remembered how much the bike cost

I once asked my dad for directions, and he told me, 'Just keep going straight until you know you're lost, then you're probably close.'

I used to think he just had a terrible sense of direction, but now I realize he was teaching me that even when I feel a little lost, he's always my true north.