To my Pops

Dad, I get it now. I see that you tried and that your feelings of inadequacy made it difficult for you to be what I needed. I get that you were trapped in your own pain, unable to transcend your disappointment. So for those times when I stood on the steps waiting for you and you never came, I forgive you. I could not be the man that I am if it had not been for the pain that I experienced. So, all that I am is a reflection of you and mom. As I try to change the world, I do it with your imprint still on my soul. I carry every lesson given in your presence as well as in your absence. My life will be a testament to you and I will seek to jump the hurdles that tripped you up. You are my imperfect example and I love you for it.