From a Boy Without a Father to the Man Who Found Love! Written for Her, Remembered by You! I don’t know when you’ll read this. Maybe one day when you’re older, sitting with your mother and asking about how we met. Or maybe you’ll find it in my notebooks or stored safely among the memories we’ve kept. However you come across it, I want you to read it slowly and with your heart. This is the story of your father. A story about how I found your mother. And how everything in my life changed from the moment she entered it. I grew up without a father. That one truth shaped much of who I became. I didn’t have someone to teach me what being a man meant. I didn’t have a strong hand to hold or a voice that said I was enough. I learned about life by watching others and falling down and getting back up alone. I knew pain early. I knew silence deeply. I knew what it felt like to sit with questions no one could answer. Why me. Why us. Why this life. But those same hardships made me strong...
