Today has always been just another day to me. My dad was never really much of a father and celebrating him felt like a painful joke. But now, I truly have something to celebrate: Anthony's love for Hollis and their magical connection.
Anthony came from a place of emotional turmoil and pain. His childhood wasn't safe, his heart wasn't protected, he was on his own. A small, spindle-limbed child fending for himself both at home and school, he learned to trust no one, not even his own feelings.
Enter Hollis two and a half years ago and a piece of Anthony's puzzle was found. The way to Love and Joy were open to him by way of the innocent, uncomplicated, unconditional love of a child, his child.
Watching the two of them together or listening to their conversations from the other room is nothing short of divine.
Happy Father's Day, Anthony. You will help him become a tender, thoughtful man who navigates this planet with care and you deserve a lifetime of love from Hollis and every hug, high-five, and slobbery-kiss he'll ever give you.