I’m going to try to get these words out of my heart, but I can’t guarantee I can finish this. Tears are hitting my fingers as I type.
I’m not even sure where to start. There’s a lot that hasn’t been said out loud, but it’s not necessary because I know how you feel. More than anything, I want to say thank you and I love you.
As I write this, memories come flooding in. It's hard to pick just one to write about...Birthday Celebrations, Christmases under your big tree and of course, coming over and watching Only Fools and Horses and another endless daytime tv... All of these times have meant so much to me.
No matter what we do, I am always excited to spend time with you. You are such an intelligent, thoughtful and interesting man. You always introduce me to new ideas, or “old” ideas, whatever the case may be. We may not always have the same view or talk much, but I know I can always share my thoughts and you will respect and challenge them. Thank you for that does mean a lot to me.
I want to keep this short and sweet – although you know I have trouble keeping words at a minimum. You, however, always choose your words carefully and speak with purpose. And so, I will try and wrap this up.
What I really want to tell you is something I probably should have told you more often in the past 25 years of life and something I will try and do more often I love you. I respect you. I am so grateful you are a part of my life. I thank, my wonderful Nan, for bringing you into our lives.
Although you seem to have almost everything you need – family, friends, health – I wish you all your hopes and dreams on your birthday.
I love you, and HAPPY BIRTHDAY, old guy….