To the man I’m more proud of than I can even express.
To the one I’m more overwhelmed by and more grateful for than anyone else: Happy Father’s Day.
So often, it seems that most Father’s welcome a day plotted on the calendar to celebrate them. Not all, but many, want BBQs, to nap, or to go out to eat. All great and wonderful things, yes. But you. You are so…uniquely wonderful. You don’t want to be celebrated, you don’t want to go to dinner, and you most certainly don’t want to nap or eat BBQ. Haha! Your perfect day consists of “working” and doing something you enjoy with no time-limits. You’re especially happy if both Eli and I can be there too. Your favorite past time is in the pursuit of knowledge and I’ve never known another person who spends more time simply /learning/ during the day than you. It’s easy to see why you’re just so darned good at everything.
And by every, I really mean all: all.the.things.
Your dedication, energy, talent, time, and love you’ve shown both me + E is incomparable and something we don’t take for granted. You are devoted, patient, passionate, loyal, and selfless. We love how fiercely you love us and how much you /work/ in all aspects of life: on our relationship(s), on yourself, in your faith, and on providing and protecting us, while loving us both wildly.
And unconditionally. The smattering of photos that follows proves it.
J, if there were better words I could write out that meant what my heart beats to tell you about the love I have for you and the pride I feel in seeing how you’ve just embodied the very meaning of a good father, I’d write them. I’d–well, maybe I’d tattoo them on my arms for all to see it too, because I often want to shout it to the rooftops. For certain I send it to heaven each night while I whisper my gratitudes. I love you, J.
I adore you and I admire and cherish you for life.
Thank you for being the best Daddy to Eli…and to the angels we have whom we wish we could hold. ♥♥♥♥♥
In the grandest way you know how to love us all, thank you.