The one thing I have noticed over the years, as you and I get older, is we’re getting softer. And I don’t mean this in a bad way, I don’t mean we are getting weak or feeble or absent minded. What I mean is, we laugh easier. We forgive easier. We look around us, and while we still worry, we are finding it easier to relax. I think that bothers us on some level. We still feel that urgent need to get things done, to protect and plan, but’s different, it doesn’t have that same do or die taste to it. Instead, we look around us and see what we have built, what has come out of the toil and hard work. We’re actually having a chance to admire it, to breathe it. Sure, we still want more, we still want to grow and secure a future, but at least, now, we can take the time to reflect and to say, despite all the things we could’ve done differently, and I want you to know this, to understand what I telling you, despite all the regrets and could’ve would’ve should’ves, you have given us so much baba, so much you have taught us and given us and prepared us. I do not deserve the father you are to me, I truly don’t and sometimes I don’t know quite know how to measure up, other than to try to do what you do, think like you do, prepare the foundation for a better life for my kids, and hopefully, their children. Like you have baba, like you have.
Happy birthday
Always,
me