At 6’2” and 245 pounds, he is probably the size of any ordinary superhero, but you see he isn’t ordinary. He’s my Daddy. He doesn’t exert bionic strength or invisible powers. A great story teller with a wicked sense of humor doesn’t need those. Daddy doesn’t wear a cape either, but there’s something incredibly domineering yet comforting about those dark blue Dickie uniforms.
So, they say I’m too old to believe in fairy tales, but I say I’m not too old to believe in miracles, in whatever form they arrive.
I’ve extended my stay from one week to two…I’m off to see my superhero.