The Best Kind of Lucky

Since y'all read the last post. 

I'm going to give you guys a pop quiz on what topics I have brought up in the last few posts. 

You're starting to get a real bird's eye view of how I see things

Which leaves me to something pretty special.

Father's Day. 

Not because I'm more than likely going to have to cook, or not because I'm expecting any gifts. To some, the position I'm in and the relationship I have with my daughter is a luxury and I do not take that for granted one bit. 

What makes the day even more special for me is that every few years, my daughters birthday lands on fathers day!! Dude seriously, how much more lucky can I get?

If you can't tell by now, I love being a dad. It's what I'm built for. I'm a family man. So to be blessed enough to be called "papi" is just insane to me. As she continues to get older, and I'm able to watch her grow day in and day out. I still see the baby with the big ass bow that was three times her size. 

I understand and appreciate that everyones situation is different, and to a certain extent I respect it. I can also target and talk shit about those dads who don't want to be involved, or hate their kids mother more than they are able to be able to take pride in being a good dad. 

We make it more difficult than it needs to be. This isn't me complaining about the relationship with my old man, 'cause dude he worked his ass off to provide and at this point in my life, being a child of an immigrant I can't begin to explain how proud I am of him and all he sacrificed for. He's sick now, but for all he's done for me.

I thank you, pops

To the other fathers I know, Myles, Wonk, Pumpkin, Mickey 

Y'all are doing it. 

It doesn't matter the situation you're in. Take pride in being a dad who is there, and a father who is involved and showing their kids that you are their biggest support in life. 

Now, here comes the mushy part. 

To baby girl, 

I can't begin to explain to you how I feel about you. One, your birthday is around the corner, but two. Despite all these obstacles that life has thrown your way, you continuously show up and you kick ass. I wish that one day, I am half the person you are and to say I'm proud of you is an understatement. 

At 7 years old, you carry the strength I can dream of. Like I've told you a million times, if I can do it for you I will. I will try and try and try until I know that it's my last day on earth that you are better than me in every aspect of life. 

You are my best friend AND the best travel buddy. 

Baby girl, 

I love you and I dedicate this to you.

I love you.