Man. The man. THE MAN.. THEE MAN.
My father is the definition of that. When people mention a role model, or one who exudes what a man's man is, you look no further than POP. Simple as that. I have always had the luxury of having a father who has continued to be there for me, through any situation. For his family, for his friends. Strangers are drawn to my father because he is the type of man that lets you know who he is, even without stating much at all. From the cool cat smurk, to the too cool for school walk, its all instilled in pop.
I really dont have a lot to say today, because I would type until my thumbs hurt about my father. All I can really say is he is the truest form of man that I know, he has given me many life aspects and lessons that I take with me everywhere. I look at how he treats my lovely mother, and know for sure that I will have that as well when I start my life with my other half. He is the ultimate sacrificial man, simply put. Ive shared tears with my dad, Ive argued.. cheered on the cowboys, watched numerous races, seen him at his most stressed, and even at his most euphoric.. and all in all, that sparkle in his eye has never changed.. many ask me where I got my confidence from.. why i poke my pinky out when I sip a drink, the swag in the walk.. that cool talk.. and all I can attribute it to is him. The man is Billy Dee, Denzel and all those cats put in one, with a whole bunch of real man in him..
So heres to u pop,Happy Fathers day. I love you, I cherish you. And I know that not all people can have one, let alone one that is like you. Preciate you pop. Now lets get on these lobster tails!
