I don’t think I’ll ever understand how much you love me. I’m reading this book and weeping because it’s so beautifully written. I want to write like that. I want to tell the world how much you did for me. How amazing you’ve been my entire life.
You have always been there. You worked a lot but you were there when we were kids. Remember the times you came home from work when I was learning how to ride a bike without training wheels? And you’d push me. Over and over again. After a long day at the office. Still in a button down and a tie.
I love the childhood you gave us. It was colorful and sunny and rich in experiences. When I think about how much I love you, I feel my heart pull and my tear ducts well. Before I know it, I’m crying. It’s always been like that. I don’t think you’ll ever understand how much I love you. But I’ll try to explain anyway.
I don’t think we’ll ever understand how much we love.