I can throw a perfect spiral, compete in a battle of wits, navigate the aisles of Home Depot, and have an “old-soul” music appreciation for so many songs that peppered childhood moments with you.
You’ve taught me how to be a true competitor – in sport and life.
You’ve helped me to understand the delicate balance of being a confident woman – a woman who is strong and fiercely independent and also not afraid to expose a brave and powerfully vulnerable side.
I’ve learned that embracing life with curiosity and energy may bring on more mistakes than being prudent, but that narrow-mindedness will never net greatness.
While I may have not heeded your lessons in rhythm and finger snapping
I promise I’m looking for redemption on our next dance floor twirl.
Happy Father’s Day.
I love you.