The most precious gift anyone can give is their time and you gave yours everyday: helping with homework, reading stories, chauffeuring, clapping in the audience, shouting encouragement from the sideline, working tirelessly to ensure we had all we needed.
When we fought with each other and complained to you about it, you said, Don’t tell tales on each other; support each other. And so we tentatively built sibling bonds that today are unbreakable.
You once chastised me for using the word ‘crap’ saying, Someone of your intelligence should be able to think of better words to use. It made me think of worse words than ‘crap’ that I could have used, but also of other ways to express myself.
When I was apprehensive you told me to try: It doesn’t matter if you fail or how many tries it takes; the scenic route still gets you there. And with that encouragement I managed to avoid the scenic route most of the time, but faced it when I had to, you by my side when it got too steep.
When you met my old boyfriend for the first time you wouldn’t speak to him because you thought he would break my heart. When he broke my heart, you hugged me, wiped my tears and said, It’s a shame because I thought he was a really nice fella.
I remember you telling me the story of the day I was born. You said, I was the first person in the world to see you. I was the first person in the world to hold you. And the first time I held you, you pee’d on me.
Well, I wouldn’t pee on anyone less, Daddy.
Happy Fathers’ Day.