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Dear Dad,
I went to visit you today. I've made that trip a thousand times and every single time I get choked up. I know if you were here you'd tell me to stand tall and to be strong. Eventually the tears stopped coming. It's like I ran out over the last 6 years.
It rained today.
Ever since you left, the sun hasn't been as bright. Ever since you left, the sky hasn't been as blue. Ever since you left, the days blend together. Ever since you left, I've looked forward to dreaming so that I may be able to see you even for a brief moment.
It hasn't been the same.
I want to let you know that Mom, Rob, and I are doing our best down here. We have good times, as well as bad. We fail and succeed. We win and lose. Regardless of what happens, we're doing our best and we're doing it as a family.
We want to make you proud.
You taught me to have purpose in every thing I do. To have purpose with every word I speak and that even my very step should mean something. You taught me to live with honor and integrity.
Your very presence was more than enough.
Someone once told me, "You were blessed to have a man like that as your father. Not a lot of people got that chance." I used to wonder why God took you so early, but that's changed to thanking Him for even giving my brother and I over 20 years with you.
One day.
I hope one day people will hold me to even half the esteem they held you / and still do. I hope one day I can be respected like you were / and still are. I hope one day I can be half the man that you were. I hope when my turn comes, they remember me like they remember you.
Words will never be enough.
Even though you're gone, I want everyone to know you. Even though you're gone, I want everyone to know your name. Even though you're gone, I want them to know the type of impact your life made to other people. I want them to know that I ate and walked next to one of the greatest people to ever live.
Thank you.
Happy Birthday dad. You'd only be 57 today. I hope they made your favorite food for you up there in heaven. I hope you have a baseball glove, because we're playing catch as soon as I get up there.
Allow me to re-introduce: Romy Penera Franada. My father, my hero.
With all of my heart, soul, and being, I love you.
Your Son,
Brian
1st Corinthians 16:13 - "Be on your guard; stand firm in the faith; be men of courage; be strong."
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