Hey Daddy-O.
It's your son. I'm listenin to that Dave Matthews track 'christmas song'. If you've heard it, it's a little christmasy, but if you've heard it, then I think you know where this is headed.
The experience of being your son will surely be one of the most important and greatest experiences in the history of my life. Words cannot adequately explain or articulate how lucky I am to have the honor of being your son.
As the years sweep us by, and as our life experience grows, I can assure you I have the utmost faith in the person you are.
I have never met anyone your age with the ability to live and think for others the way you do.
I get to learn from you everyday. Even from afar. And hopefully just a smidge of the best of you is helpful in my decision making to think outside the box, to really LIVE my life, shower passion and tolerance and conviction and inspiration into the daily lives of others.
To find beauty in the mess. To continue with my ideals. To breathe big, dream bigger. Find comfort in the grey. Right and wrong are only choices. There are only choices and consequences, and learning from them so we can become a better person, more unified into the larger piece. To the beauty of being human, failin, makin mistakes, and chasing down dreams, and gatherin the spirit in you that is truly special.
I stand here... somewhat speechless........!
Love, Tim
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