Did you really think you were my superman? You didn’t come close.

My superman tucked me into bed at the young age of five when I thought there was a monster lurking in my closet. He had a stern talk with me before taking me to my first school dance. He sat with me and researched colleges, getting more excited about my future than I ever could be. He sees the potential in me on days when I can’t. He’s supported me through thick and thin, through hell and high water.

You’ll never be a fraction of the hero my father is.


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