Thursday, March 28th, 2013
2 years, 4 months.
I am 29 and a half years older than you. That means that, ultimately, I won’t always be here.
Decades from now, there will come a day when I pass on before you.
But it doesn’t mean I will be thinking about you, adoring you, or loving you any less.
I know that’s a strange thought, to still be consumed by someone even after they are separated from you by life itself. But it’s true.
Phillip Phillips has this new song out called “Gone, Gone, Gone,” which features that very concept:
“I’ll love you long after you’re gone.”
This isn’t a simple love song about not getting over someone after a break-up. It’s much more complicated and irrational than that.
It’s about deeply caring for someone regardless of time and space. I love this song. I can’t help but think of you and Mommy when I hear it.
No matter what age you are, I want it always to be clear to you how I feel about you. I want you to know and remember me as the man who loved you most in this life.
I am also the man who occasionally shows up in the background of the pictures I take of you. I witness your life, as a narrator, as a stage hand, and as a mentor.
It’s so important to me that we have healthy, open communication in our relationship. I don’t want to be a man of mystery, like Don Draper.
I want you to know me as a strong, yet sensitive, man who teaches you to be the same.
Though you will barely remember anything from being 2 years old, I hope the memories I make with you now insulate the nostalgic part of your brain with warm fuzzies.
Like a drum, baby, don’t stop beating. Like a drum my heart never stops beating… for you, for you.