06/22/2026
Even if I tried, I don’t think I could be all that different from my dad. And I wouldn’t want it any other way.
I cross my legs the way he does when he gets comfortable in a chair. I have the same great sense of humor that can crack you up even when you’re upset. We have the same trouble, more often than not, saying what we feel, even when it’s clear as water.
We are equally stubborn. We both feel the world deeply. We care. We make space. We feel a lot. We get the headaches and the lower back pain. But mostly, it’s all good.
Happy Father’s Day to the dad I got, and to the best one I could have asked for.