When I was eight years old I had a vision of the man I would marry. I was standing facing him in a beautiful dress and he was tall, dark skinned, and bald headed. His face was blurry and his hands were big and strong. My hands fit perfectly into his. When I met my Craig, I thought I was in the twilight zone because the feeling that I felt way back then was an actual reality. I instantly knew it was him. Since that day, there has not been one day that has gone by that I have not been by his side or spoken with him for hours. After our first date he made it clear to me that his mission for our relationship was for him to always take care of me. And take care of me has been what he has always done. He inspires me to write, he inspires me to love, and he inspires me to live. I love that our lives connect on infinite plains and beyond. He is my perfect. He is the best father and friend. I love me some you, Craig, and I would love to say Happy Father’s Day!

Love,

Amandia