Father’s Day

It finally made sense watching him crying at the wedding table dinner. No one could stop the tears. His Dad, was superman in his eyes and he’ll never be enough. Add alcohol. Add a wedding. Add a lot more alcohol. I walk up to the wedding table. Totally out of my element but I knew. Something.

“Hey. You’re okay. “

He’s nodding.

“Your Dad would be so proud of you right now. “

He grabs my hand on his shoulder and starts sobbing.

“Your Dad never dreamed of the things you’ve accomplished. He’s so proud of you.”

“Thank you bro. Thank you.”

Then we finished the wedding.