Would You Marry Your Dad?

The other day my girlfriends and I were having the conversation: Do you think you'll marry someone like your dad. I was the one with the Dad that was into spending as much time as possible with his children, he would get off a long day of work and still have enough energy to take us to the pool or to the library (letting us choose as many books as we wanted) and also making sure he made time to read those books with us. My parents (and also any other relatives they could drag along, cousins, grandparents...) came to ever possible soccer game, tennis match, or parents' night they could get their hands on. They did not just end up cheering for me but also all of my friends and my teammates. They even made it a must to attend my best friend's homecoming game where she would be crowned our homecoming queen. I am not saying that their interest in my life never embarrassed me, but I secretly always loved that they were there.
I was constantly seeing my parents generosity- they always invited my friends over for dinner, on family vacations, and took as much interest in my friends as I did.
My family takes an annual trip to Chicago, this year I wasn't able to attend because it was during my finals week. But that didn't mean that my friends weren't invited. My parents called all my friends attending school in the Chicago area to meet up with our extended family. I love that my friends (including my new college friends) are part of my family. Sometimes I have to hold myself back from bragging about how great my family is. I feel though our world is full of people who can't stand their parents or hate going home. I almost feel guilty that I have been blessed with a family that I can't seem to get enough of. So as an answer to do I want to marry someone like my father: I can only hope to meet someone as intelligent, funny, loving, generous, self-assured, faithful, and caring as my Dad.