I read once that a child born of lust has an undeveloped soul. So at the moment of your conception, I focused the full intention of my love into the act that brought you into being. It’s interesting because your mom and I had been trying to conceive for many months before that one, fateful, late afternoon in our room at the Dome Hotel in Girne, Cyprus. And yet, doing the math later on, it seems that was exactly the time when your soul was re-embodied. Apparently, it’s not uncommon for women to get pregnant on holiday. Perhaps it’s because couples are more relaxed, or maybe it’s because they’re more inclined to have sex. But in your case, I believe it was because I chose that exact moment to focus all my intention on my love for your mom and the future you. You didn’t let me down. You were the sweetest, most even tempered child that a parent could ever ask for. I remember how your kindergarten teacher left me beaming with pride and a tear in my eye when he said that seeing your smiling face every day helped him get through the challenges of his difficult job.
And now, what an exceptional young man you’ve become! So focused on your plans and ambitions. So independent and capable. Able to cook and clean and take care of yourself – who do I credit for this maturity? You seemed to pick things up through osmosis, objecting when I tried deliberately to teach you anything. And yet you listened and observed. Through some mysterious alchemy, you picked it all up. Now you’ve set off on your own to a new job and a new life, thousands of miles away in Canada, the land of my birth. I couldn’t be prouder.
We’ll Always Be Here For You
I know you are up to the challenges ahead. I know too that there are times when you will stumble and your will may falter. Don’t worry. Your mom and I will always be there to help you back on your feet. We are your biggest fans. Thank you for bringing so much joy and purpose into our lives. Thank you for making me a better human being. I set out to give you a fully human soul and you’ve elevated my own. Love you, Dad.