Happy Father’s Day, whatever that means, right?
I never thought about what it really meant, but now, seeing that I too have to bear the center of attention on the third Sunday of June every year, I’ve started to wonder.
If I’m at all considered a ‘good father’, it is because of you. Whatever capacity Aaliyah has for observation, I share. Like a sponge, just soaking it all up, letting it sink deep into the subconscious. I’ve done this all my life, without ever knowing it, without any choice. And man, am I lucky it was you I was watching.
I love you like I love myself. But you know this!