Happy Father's Day

Superman.

I was the kind of kid that always liked to be carried. Even at six years old when I was running around the playground in school, I always liked to be carried by my father. Thing is, I don’t recall a single time when my dad would complain or look tired when carrying me. He always did it with so much joy and love even though I realize now how heavy I had gotten. Maybe not in the literal sense, but my dad still continues to do this every single day for all of his children.

Thanks for never giving up on me, Dad. Wish there were more men like you in the world. I love you!