Happy Father’s Day, Dad.
My father is the most honest and hardworking person I know. He is also altruistic, caring, and generous. There is no one in the world I look up to more or would rather emulate. It’s a hard goal to reach, and when I stumble, I have no fear, for I know he will catch me—or at least cushion the fall. I have never seen him angry. If I did, that memory has been erased by his forgiveness.
I can’t sit and talk to people for hours—minutes even can be a stretch. But with my dad it’s easy. Comfortable. Safe. Non-judgmental. Educational. Entertaining.
We are also evenly matched at Jeopardy.
As I age, my features become a reflection of this man. As he ages, I see who I am to become. In essence, I can see into the future. I am very fortunate to be his son. I couldn’t have asked for better.
My mother is the only one luckier than I.
I love you, Dad.
Leon Stevens is a blogger, composer, artist, and an author of three books (so far): Lines by Leon: Poems, Prose, and Pictures, Journeys: Eight Original Pieces for Classical Guitar and The Knot at the End of the Rope and Other Short Stories.