For the last two years, I have missed my Dad’s birthday. It’s not like I don’t want to spend it with him but I can’t physically be there because of school. I always feel bad about that because I love him so much. He is amazing and my role model. Sadly, this year isn’t any different because I’m in Russia. That is why I am on the hunt for a store that sells birthday cards and a small gift. It will probably not get there on time because his birthday is next week, September 21st, but that is okay. I also want to call him when it is midnight for him. He will be sleeping so I’ll just wake him up. He won’t mind but he might think it is an emergency because I’m calling him. We agreed to only call each other if it was an emergency but he will be pleasantly surprised.
I’ve always been closer to my Dad than to my Mom. When I was younger, I would dress up in his clothes. I would put on his shirt, his snake or alligator boots, and his sombrero. I wanted to be like him except you know female version.
He doesn't wear sombreros or boots anymore but I still love him.
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