Hey Dad. Been missing you a little extra today. Every once in awhile on days like these, I find myself searching through old photos, clawing desperately through the past, reaching out for something new to hold onto. I’ve stockpiled old pictures, videos, voicemails, text messages, e-mails, letters, and other tokens of your existence so I don’t forget the little things, like how you can’t ever take a serious photo, or the way your voice sounds when you say “Hey bud.” Leftover memories of the man your were.
But then God takes hold. He always does. He shows me that the love of a father transcends time and mortality. From my first breath, from my first step, from my first word, you were pouring into me the love, grace, gentleness, humility, and strength of a father; tokens that make me the man I am now. I still have no idea what I’m doing half the time, but you’ve given me everything I need to figure it out.
Thanks for being the man that made me a man. Looking forward to seeing you again soon and catching up. I’m sure we’ve both got a lot to talk about. #happyfathersday #dad