To our heroes — Dads

He never called me by my name.
All my life, I’ve been called “my little treasure.”
The name “little” he gave me—he didn’t like it?

I never called him Dad.
Because for the person who lifted me up to the sky and forgot to put me back down, such a title felt too small.
He lives—and will live forever—in my heart and on my lips by that diminutive name.

Greetings to all the heroes, present and future.
Lift those beside you up to the sky.
What you’ve taught us allows us to run through life without our feet touching the ground—and to move mountains bigger than ourselves.

V.

#happyfathersday