I guess this is meant to land where it will land

Tomorrow is my dad’s birthday.

May the beautiful day of 28th of Feb be his playground for celebration. May he show you that magic is real and very very logical, explainable but undoubtedly obvious that it’s him BENDING the elements, or actually me with his cooperation 😉 plus points for who loves Avatar the last airbender.

May he offer even a second of rest to the doubtful minds (like mine).

May he take you by surprise in his cheeky ways.

I have been feeling the longest grief.

But may tomorrow be the reset day.

(Not just for me but for everyone else)

He has a flower name. Viorel. 🪻

And he used to bring me sweets in his pocket, all the time.

🫶🏻

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