It hurts!

My dear sunshine,

It has been exactly 7 nights since you and your mother left to visit your grandparents. It has been 7 nights since I have stayed and you have gone.

I miss you so much.

Ever since you were born, I have realized the true meaning of loving someone so that it hurts. I don't think that I will ever love someone or something as much as I love you.

On a philosophical note and quite far from romantic one as above, I feel obliged to share this with you: we, human beings, are very strange creatures. We act and react in many cases by instinct, and we don't have much control over our instincs. One of strangest, or dumbest if you will, of such instincs is that we realize the value of things as soon as we lose them. We are always looking for the things that we don't have and as soon as we get them, we are looking for 'other' things that we don't have.

So strange, so inexplicable, so primitive and so dumb.

Nevertheless, I miss you so much at this moment.

Love,

Your father

Lesson 184

My dear sunshine,

It is very important that you think twice before you start talking.

"Il faut réfléchir avant de parler."

Love,

Your father

Lesson 207

My dear sunshine,

It is my job, as your father, to convince you that if you ever feel sorry for yourself, you are just wasting your time.

Love,

Your father

No rules

My dear sunshine,

It is hard for me to 'write letters' to you without getting sentimental. This sentence that indicate something is hard does not have a value nor serves any purpose per se. Anyway, my intention was to be loyal to the style of this blog as it was created but the more I try, the less I succeed in sticking to the unwritten rule of these notes.

Maybe I should ironically follow the main rule, which was brought to my attention by the same man who started this, of writing/blogging that is "There are no rules!" which has also been confirmed by His Highness Rumi.

I should just admit that, no matter what, I can not help but to get emotional when it comes to anything that is one way or another related to you, let alone writing to you.

Love,

Your father

A heavenly ride through our silence

My dear sunshine,

"Where were you when I was burned and broken
While the days slipped by from window watching
Where were you when I was hurt and helpless
Because the things you say and the things you do surround me
While you were hanging yourself on someone else's words
Dying to believe in what you heard
I was staring straight into the shining sun..."

Love,

Your father

PS. Borrowed those words from David Gilmour, I'm quite sure he won't mind.

Our impact

My dear sunshine,

You came to this world exactly two years ago at this time.  Your birth, however little and unimportant to many people who live on this planet, affected some lives in a profound way i.e. you parents to say the least.

Whatever we do, intentionally or unintentionally affects our surroundings. The strength of the impact does vary but the impact is and will be there nevertheless. This is simply the law of nature, this is physics, and this governs our universe.

Happy 2nd birthday, may the rest of your life be as joyful and resplendent as these 2 years.

Endless love,

Your father

The best language

My dear sunshine,

His Highness Rumi pointed out once that if you speak with your heart, you would be able to break many [communication] barriers that you may not be able to do otherwise. 

Speak from your heart and you'll be able to penetrate people's hearts...maybe!

Love,

Your father

Perfect

My dear sunshine,

The more I look at you, the less flaws I find with you.

You...are...simply...per...fect!

Love,

Your father

Time

My dear sunshine,

Some say that time is most valuable asset that one can have, but one day in your life - I am sure - that you will realize that it is so trivial; you don't have any control over it and you can't even stop its running.

All you have to do is to let it go, letting things go is not an easy thing to do.

Love,

Your father