Tomorrow is my dads birthday. I wanted to take this time to write something for him.
Dear Dad,
Growing up I was always nervous. Nervous I wouldn’t be brave enough. Nervous I wouldn’t know enough. I thought hell, if I can’t be like my dad I will fail. You always had your stuff together in my eyes. You have a planned life that most will forever hope to have. I realize now the difficulty that all that can bring. The uncertainty of success. Will my kids make it in this world? I remember being a little kid on the playground in Ashland. I had a group of 8th graders surrounding me every morning when I was in kindergarten. They would pick on me and call me names. I remember standing with you one morning as you talked to my teacher. You told her to fix it or you’d fix it for her. I never had that issue after that day. Why? Because my dad went in person and helped deal with the issue. I know you worried then and I know you still worry. I know you still think about all the ways you can help and you do. But it all comes back to that thought I had as a little kid. The thought that someday, I just wanted to be my dad. Keep up all the good work you do. Push to always be yourself and I’m happy to be your son. We don’t have to worry about our lives, we have a dad willing to do it for us. For that’s how much he cares. Your kids are doing good. They better, they had a great example to follow.
Love you and happy birthday,
Brenan
Housed and Fed 