I respect my Dad

ever since I was baby my dad got into trucking business cause he was always a grumpy man (I can see where i get my anger issues from) he would go on long trips for two weeks maybe a month the most when I was young. when he came back he always took me out to public pools to swim and out for walks in the park. he would always say and still does "your are my life... I work for you for your clothes and food and toys books and games why? cause you are my only baby"
and I would always smile, cause of that I think i didnt want sibilings... though sadly him and my mom fight in front of me and i knew it was wrong.

one day my father woke up took a shower got dressed and left he didnt have work or anything. he didnt call me for a while my mom said he wont come back and she talked to me about how my dad was I understood I didnt blame her I blame him for being so grumpy.
as time passed not a year passed but he called and I answered I was happy to hear from him. later on as years passed he started to pick me up from school and we hung out like we use to just he didnt live with us. my mom was ok with it she told me "he a hard worker even though me and him dont get along your still his only daughter so spend time with him let him know you love him" and I Did i spend more time with him the best i could.
one day I saw this tv show about tuck drivers and how its hard in the snow... how some trucks actually fall over the mountain.
week later my father came back we spent time together he brought me home and helped me with my stuff from school. I thanked him and he pinched my cheek like always and walked off.
I looked back at him staring hoping i see him again he turned and came to me and I went to him and hugged him tight "telling him be careful please" he kissed my head and hugged me saying "he'll be ok" and he let go and left. he came back of cores

but everyday I worry for him wondering when he'll be back when winter comes, I worry a lot ... he's my father... my only father..