Now that I've delivered to you some of the most important life lessons I've gathered throughout my years, now that you might have decided not a word applies to you, because hey, why would any part of it apply to you? Because how presumptuous of me to think you might need any advice from someone you barely really knew? Maybe this letter was all in vain, all for nothing? I mean, who knows? I'm actually finding that in the end, I've most probably wrote this letter for the benefit of my own self, for proving to myself I can leave something behind, some trace of my passage on this Earth, and that I find solace in thinking my rambles might become helpful to you. It most probably won't be helpful to anyone, because another important thing I've learned is that nothing replaces first hand experience. I could have plugged a wire from my brain to yours, directly transferring all my knowledge to you, it would be worth nothing in the end, because you haven't experienced any of it yourself, firsthand. So at best, some of it might guide you, but it most probably won't.
I guess the best thing I can tell you now, the most important thing I can tell you, is that I love you with all my heart. Something you won't be able to understand until you have children of your own. Why do I love you, as your mother brought you from birth to adult age almost all by herself, mostly alone, without much of my daily presence? Because I saw you grow up from day one. Because I followed you crawling, then standing. Because I was holding the seat post as you learned how to ride a bicycle. Because most of my adult life has been dedicated to your wellbeing, one way or another. You don't know that, but because you've been born, you could never been unborn, and that changed how most of my life was lived. So because of you, I ended up having a purpose in life, something greater than myself to behold. That's how I cared for you, and how you changed me for the better. Because being a parent, helping to bring a new life onto this Earth, is equally a formidably selfish and selfless act altogether. For me, for your mother, you represent the link to both ends. The alpha to my omega, and the other way around, whatever that might mean.
Ramblings, only useless ramblings, I know. Please forgive my misguided ways. I hope you have the best life. I really do. I hope your remain in charge of your own destiny. I hope you keep your personal freedom, always. I hope you find purpose. I hope you find you guiding light, your own beacon of hope. I hope you have children and I hope you stay close to them, no matter what. I hope you do incrementally better than me. I hope that that letter, and all my eternal love toward you, finds you, always. For my part, I'm happy I got to know you a little as you became an adult. That brought much comfort to my soul. As I'm sunsetting into old age, I pray we can share more, for many years to come. But who am I kidding? You'll soon be traveling, as I'll soon disappear. These are probably our last significant moments together. I'll try to keep going, for as long as I can, but you won't care, won't you? Why would you? Just know that you can come back to this letter whenever you need to, as it will remain part of your heritage for as long as you need. I know that's much more that I've ever got from my own father.
All that being said, stay safe, for all generations to come. Just stay safe, while playing hard. And have loads of fun. We never get enough of the stuff. Fun and joy. Love, always.