Parenthood is strange because in some cases both your parents are there to witness you taking your first breath. You leave your mother's body for your father's arms.
So in a way and by certain stretches of the imagination my time on this earth can be measured in the same way as the time my daddy has been a father.
And because of that grand caveat I wish it were possible to gauge time in love.
In that regard I have been blessed to spend countless and infinite years with my father...
And look forward to an eternity with him.
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