My Dad Today morning, the sun was bright and warm, it couldn't be any better, as the first message, I got was from my Dad: I want to go back in time when happiness meant a candy. When victory meant Finishing your meal plate first. When safety meant being in Your mom's arm. When getting high meant on A swing. When drinking meant A mango juice. When Dad's shoulder were The highest place on earth. When the only drug you knew Was cough syrup. The only things broken were Your toys. When goodbyes only meant Till tomorrow. When you loved everybody And everyone loved you. Love, Dad. My reply was Dad honestly, I don't want to travel back in times for all those things because my safest place is still in my mom's arm and you know I always bank on your shoulder, so at the moment I am at the highest and safest place and I still love mangoes :))) I do take the cough syrup and we still say goodbye to each other not for one day but only for few hours. The only thing for which I want to go back in time, which I recently encountered, was about the broken things because now I don't have toys and sometimes I do feel some parts of me broken into several pieces, maybe be you can show me how hold myself together during these times. Love YOU dad love you a lot. I am lucky to be part of YOU!