Tuesday, February 6, 2018
I didn’t know you any more than the stories I would hear about you, or the pictures I would see, and the hour I spent with you the time I finally met you about 8 years ago. Yet i always knew you from the way I look, or act, because your blood is my blood, and without you I would never exist. I hope that you have found peace and can finally rest. R.I.P “father”.
