If you kill a man, you’re a murderer.

If you kill millions of men, you’re a conqueror.

If you kill them all, you’re God.

Often, I find myself spending hours of the day thinking solely about my mother. It’s been almost 3 years since she passed.

Tomorrow is my father’s birthday and his second spent without my mother.

Life is unfathomable at times. I am lucky to have a father who manages a smile despite losing his brightest light.

Here’s to you, dad.