As I’ve been working on my book, I’ve been looking through boxes, lots of boxes, filled with old journals, cards and letters.
I came across a Father’s Day card. It’s probably the prettiest card I’ve ever found for Father’s Day. I don’t remember when or where I bought it. But I remember thinking, It’s perfect.
Inside it says: “At what age does a daughter stop needing her dad? I’ll let you know when I get there. Happy Father’s Day.”
My dad went into the hospital in late May, 2009. (I think. Honestly, most of it is a blur.) So I never got to give it to him. But I’ve never thrown it away. And I’m not planning on it, either.
So wherever you are, papa, happy Father’s Day.
I could write so much about what an incredible person and dad you were (and you know I love a wordy card and usually can’t stop talking).
But I’ll just leave it at this: You were — and will always remain — one of the most amazing people on this planet. Thank you for everything. Everything.
As I grow up, and get older, I understand and appreciate more and more what a beautiful person you were (and mama is). I wish I could tell you this and more.
But I do think you’re still listening (and watching the World Cup).
And I really think you would’ve loved this card.
