Dear Baba,

Thank you. Thank you for all the times you listened and you had no idea what I was talking about and for the times that you did understand. Thank you for being patient with me when I was outrageously wrong and letting me make my own mistakes. Thank you for stopping me when I went too far. Thank you for laughing with me and thank you for getting angry when I’ve been taken advantage of. Thank you for disagreeing with me but supporting me nonetheless. Thank you for the advice I didn’t ask for but sorely needed to hear. Thank you for always keeping the door open and thank you for always picking up the phone. Nobody is a perfect father, but you come pretty damn close.

Love you.