When I was a child, my father and I didn’t really have a great relationship. We would argue with each other all the time. I would do things, not because I wanted to do them, but because I thought they were what my dad wanted me to do. I wouldn’t have honest conversations with my dad. I would only tell him the things that I thought he wanted to hear. The point in my life where I felt most disconnected from my father was when I was around eight or nine years old. We had been arguing for a while and we hadn’t talked to each other for about a week. It felt like I’d never be able to have a meaningful relationship with him and I felt like it was because of something I’d done. At the end of that week he gave me this book and he said it was for me to read whenever I doubted his love for me. It reminds me of all of the good times we shared and it helps me to remember how good of a father he truly is. It used to be something that I would look to when I was sad, but it has evolved into something much more. Whenever I feel like there’s something I can’t do, I look to this book for inspiration. It helps ground me and it helps me to see the good in things. However, above everything else, it helps me remember.