It is an immeasurable feeling when you reach a level of adoration for the one from which you came as if that person were your child.
Within the same breath, looking to that person as your hero above all.
Seeing the vast differences between us and, at the same time, the parallels that make us so much alike.
I have seen him in his finest moments and also at those times not so glorious.
I have seen him endure. I have seen him meet the challenge. I have seen him win even amidst obstacles.
I have seen him win, even when set up to fail and obstacles are placed to sabotage victory.
I have seen him fall, but most importantly and most of all, I have seen him elevate.
And rise above surrounding darkness.
I see it, and yet, through all of this, he does not see how truly great he is.
I see this in him because I am him and he is me.
My affection for him and my loyalty towards him comes without condition.
My constant cheer for his triumph is without end.
He is my Dad, he is my Friend.
Ronaldo Gilley 