Words to the Son Unit on another orbit around the Sun in 2023

Words to Son... the favorite human of myself and the Mom unit.

The greatest gift came by way of humility… in the act of removing myself from the pedestal.
As I hadn’t figured anything out.

Truth be told no one knows how to “Dad” out the gates.

So I tried to check the boxes.

Apologies for when I was wrong.

Explanations for the why behind the no.

Acknowledgement of my foibles and shortcomings.

The use of my wreckage to build your launchpad into greater horizons i.e;

If you were as good as a man as me… then I would have failed you horribly.

Affirmations of your greatness, reminders that… you… weren’t like the rest of them.

I sensed greatness in you from your first breath.

By way of you.

I have heard redemptive purpose… a segue to the music of humanity amid the insanity.

*Gracing stages*, *healing souls… making the broken whole.*

Gratitude to you… for the honor of being your Father… as I don’t understand those bums who opt not to bother.

To take on the most honorable job a man could be offered… that of Father.

A divine offer, where the Almighty opened the coffers to render blessings.

To help one sidestep the valleys of shortcomings to do better than the predecessors in the inclement weather of living life on Earth.

Never hanging your head to the vile spirit of racism and injustice… because you were outfitted to wage battle with righteous indignation.

*Life is a journey and a battle, use wisdom as your sword.*

Not to besmirch, but to edify,
not to shrink, but to grow…
in providence.

Healing the broken not smoting them.

I thought I was teaching you…
but you…
were teaching me.

The poetry of humanity.

Leveling up.

How to repay the faith that others have in us.

Love to you my son, for reminding me that humanity is not lost… that we have hope.

Keep endeavoring to make the Earth shake… with the gravity of your grace.

But most importantly… Keep searching for God’s face.