Today you're 64 years young and you hate having your picture taken. You're always telling me to just look at you and remember your face when I'm old or when I miss you. What you may not know is that I'm doing it for my next of kin; I want to show them how beautiful you really were. Hopefully they'll be able to see for themselves and not just through pictures. You're right about one thing, some things just don't need to be a photograph. I need to learn how to be in the moment, still.
Sometimes you get lost in your thoughts and I accidentally scare you by coming next to you all of a sudden, but you know I'm only checking up on you. I know dad and I sometimes frustrate you (him more than I) but I'll always make sure you're safe and we never go to bed mad at each other, that is my promise to you every day.
One of your favorite songs is "When I'm Sixty-Four" by The Beatles. Now that you've reached this milestone, you may be asking yourself the same questions as in the song's lyrics. I assure you the answer will always be "Yes". Lastly, I want to say that I love you and if humans would be worth comparing to art, you'd be a masterpiece, my favorite masterpiece.