This is weird, I know, even for me. I have never done anything like this, writing a letter to you. But I thought that it’s about time I did. I have a few reasons why I am doing this right now. The main one being that I want to thank you. I know I usually do sometimes in little ways, mostly after a material gain, but this time it’s different. This time, it’s immaterial. It’s for all the major things you did for me.
I want to thank you for always being there for me. You are always the source of my strength when I am down and my guiding light when I am lost. Growing up some of the time I used to see you as this towering embodiment of fear that I couldn’t get past and always found it hard to connect with you. It took a really long while for me to realize that the wall of fear that I saw when I looked at you or when I was in your presence was actually the colossal amount of respect and admiration that I have for you. You are my hero and in a way my rival.
Let me explain the last part. The rival part. I don’t mean it in a villainous kind of way, but more in a friendly kind of way. You are everything I aspire to be: confident, ambitious, intelligent, a caring and understanding father, and fearless of your potential. I mean, you were at your peak and still broke through it and reached beyond. That, that is what makes me want to rival you. Because I do not just want to be like you, I want to be better than you, and make you the proudest father in every iteration of the universe, parallel or naught. I see the shadow you cast over us, your sons. I see the failure of the others to recognize the opportunity to cast shadows of their own. I see the effort you put into making us realize our own potential at surpassing you, and I see the disappointment on your face when it seems that we are a lost cause.
Fear not Father, for I will surpass you. I will cast my own shadow beside yours and prove that I am my father’s son. Even though I already know that I am and you still love us all equally despite our flaws. I will still aim to be better. A better man, a better person. A better son.
So thank you again. For being there for me, for guiding me along the right path especially if a stray away from it, for giving my life a purpose, and for being the best Father in the universe.
I’m leaving the University soon, and I shall make my mark on this world.
Like you made yours.
Your ever loving son…
A Son’s Promise