What I am trying to say.....is thank you

Thank you for taking my call when I was at my lowest.

Thank you for giving me space to cry.

Thank you for hugging me.

Thank you for sending me a book.

Thank you for allowing me to feel my grief and sadness.

Thank you for having me over for pizza and TV on a Friday night.

Thank you for showing me how things are in your home, without filters.

Thank you for helping me to laugh.

Thank you for listening to my stranger than fiction stories, and being engrossed in my telling them.

Thank you for reassuring me that I would be okay.

Thank you for making me breakfast when I was not able to do so for myself.

Thank you for moving towards me when you saw my open heart.

Thank you for supporting me as a father.

Thank you for giving of yourself, even though I hurt you in return.

Thank you for being my father, my mother, my brother, my sister, my friend.

Thank you for loving me and helping me re-understand what friendship is.

Thank you for reminding me of all that is good inside me, and that I will grow and be stronger.

Not one of you could have been this for me alone. But all of you together have been more than enough.