Youre 56 years old
Ive kept trying to figure out how old you are lately and today I just asked you and you told me. Youre 56.
Youve medically retired, your ankle got the better of you but now you can finally work on yourself and hopefully find some solace.
I keep thinking about our life together and how that even though we didnt live together due to your choice in partner at the time but somehow youve always found a way into my heart.
I remember my what Im going to say is my 13th birthday where we both went for my cake and we cooked eachothers heads together. I think about the time I was going through my emo phase and how my other parent was so resistant, all you said was you love me and I will always be there for you.
I love you and will always be there for you. You proved yourself right when I came out of the closet and changed my name to my forever female name and married a man.
You separated from the woman I ran away from and found someone I can feel takes care of you. You may have decades of hardship but I really just hope you get the rest of the life you deserve.
I call you every week and I just want to always be there because early on during my most vulnerable stages of my life you made me feel something I needed so much that I didnt know I needed till way later.
I love you dad.