i still remember how exciting it was to hear the garage door opening at dinnertime.. telling us you were home. no other sound was better. i remember hugging your knees and the buckles on your briefcase and the drawer where you replaced your watch and wallet. i remember begging you to make your belt go 'snap', before you changed out of your business attire.

your homecoming was the most exciting part of the day. i always knew you'd come. thank you for being there. for creating routines and traditions. for providing, protecting, and establishing a home for us. i love you, dad.

happy father's day!

ps. i just played the music box dancer on the piano for you.