Happy birthday, papa.
On a more sober note, it’s my dad’s birthday. He would’ve been 68 this year. I feel like… I feel like celebrating! He was a difficult man and a passionate one, and he was my papa and I love him.
Still get sad that he’s gone, but not today. Today, I’m happy. It’s his birthday!
April 17th, 2005 at 12:55 pm
That is beautiful.