it’s really strange when one grows up with a father figure in a world where father figures are not more than a character on a sitcom. especially when this father has not only lived an incredibly fantastic and rewarding life, yet has given himself unconditionally to his children. this man, my father, has lived a life that i know i can only pretend to have the balls to live and, in spite of it all, has given me more love than language can even pronounce. and to my pops i wish you a happy 77th!!
feliz cumps pops!!
26 May This entry was published on May 26, 2008 at 8:54 pm and is filed under Life.