When we moved from Portugal to the US so many moons ago, with a three-year-old, two dogs and a backpack of shoes (all mine of course), I never imagined that would be so difficult not to be in touch with my dad in a regular basis. Even though we chat every week on the phone, it never replaces the human connection that comes from talking face to face.
I learned, by experience, the true meaning of one and only Portuguese word “Saudade,” which has no simple English translation. It’s a mix of emotions and feelings all at once. You miss something you love so deeply, right into your bones, and at the same time, you explode with joy because you have experienced that love. Beautiful isn’t it?
So, dad, I love you! You are responsible for me buying so many books, but most importantly, I’m grateful because you gave me life! Also sending love to all dads out there, it takes courage, science, and love to be a good one. Enjoy your day!